As the Dragonfly Flies

As the dragonfly flies, as the flowers rise As the sleeping streets of azure bend the fool As the willow weeps, as the lizard peeps Down tepid streams with dreams of passing through You are what you are You are what you are You are what you are You are what you are As the hope expires, as the land conspires As the lily-pads drift softly through a night In the musty halls, where invention calls With the voice of indecision filling fright You are what you are You are what you are You are what you are You are what you are Watch it, feel it, hold me, thrill me Give it, take it, as the dragonfly flies You are what you are You are what you are You are what you are You are what you are