Let's go to Mayfield Meadows Where birds can learn how to fly Where colors get their shade, tint and tone And common ground is all around Across the sea of sorrows Where fish can learn how to swim Where language only use present tense And common sense without pretence Our day is all but an intermission Caught up in making plans, making sense You dream big or die An empty heart in the need of mission Got a long way to go to Mayfield Meadows Beyond what thought can follow Below the maple trees The wind is breaking up what has been Beneath our skin Deep within Our day is all but an intermission Caught up in making plans, making sense You dream big or die An empty heart in the need of mission It's a long way to go, to Mayfield Meadows Gone where everyone goes But nobody knows It's a placeholder life man has built out of foam The walls that we climb In search of lost time As the sunlight still whispers of Wuthering Heights Our life is all but an intermission Caught up in making plans, making sense We dream big or die An empty chest in the need of mission Still a long way to go, forever Meadows