Will you follow me into another world?
Where shadowed images are forming
They take the shape of minstrels in a void
To play for us a song of mourning
It's quite a scene
These lords of Carnaby
Oh, they've so many folks adoring
Their joyous rites to the sun
Their endless revelries – yet;
Their tea parties do get boring
Goodbye Gemini, now sleep – your dreams, my sorcery
Goodbye Gemini, now sleep – and forget all you see
Goodbye Gemini, now sleep – I'll bind you close to me
Goodbye Gemini now sleep