Lose the Feeling

As I was roaming through
 The vast and sacred valley
 At the heart of the clearing
 I saw a woman who approached me
 She had old, wise, tired eyes
 And markings on her cheeks
 She told me of the meads where enlightenment
 Could be achieved
 I set off as dawn broke
 And I walked on down stream
 Whilst my eyes strained to pierce
 The haze of my lucid dreams
 I don't want to lose the feeling
 I've searched so hard to find the meaning
 I've found the door and I'm kind of hoping
 To use my head and crack it open
 As I came down from the hills
 Away from the crying churned up storm
 I saw a land through the deepening dusk
 And I knew true, what I had been told
 I want this vibrant grass to cover me
 If I become too overwrought
 For the salvation that I seek
 Is trapped in the silence between my thoughts
 I don't want to lose the feeling
 I've searched so hard to find the meaning
 I've found the door and I'm kind of hoping
 To use my head and crack it open
 I don't want to lose the feeling
 I don't want the strange to slip away
 I seek to find true meaning
 To find a true and better place to stay
 I don't want to lose the feeling
 I've searched so hard to find the meaning
 I've found the door and I'm kind of hoping
 To use my head and crack it open