High, in Castille,
Lives senora Dali alone
And higher still
She keeps her gallery
Distance means nothing to me
A-ee-aha-ee-aha-oo,
A-ee-aha-ee-aha-oo
Debris everywhere,
Gazing It's amazing
Ferry me over,
Ferry me over,
Ferry me over
The music, Dali
Deeper here lies hidden answers and treasures for him
"Oh, I prefer absence," said she,
"My heart grows fonder alone"
A-ee-aha-ee-aha-oo,
A-ee-aha-ee-aha-oo
Debris everywhere,
Gazing It's amazing
Ferry me over,
Ferry me over,
Ferry me over
The music, Dali