Picture yourself in a city called Stratos
A heavenly breeze
In far-away skies

Somebody calls you
And now you're beholding
A girl with all-wise-looking eyes...

Spellbinding powers of poetry gleam
Showering over your head
Gaze at the girl who's at one with the sky
And you're gone

Lucid in the sky, Cloudminders
Lucid in the sky, Cloudminders
Lucid in the sky, Cloudminders

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Now you beam-down to a ridge by a mountain
Where cave-dwelling people
Work hard 'til they die

Everyone frowns as you search for the zenite
That's found in the Troglyte-dug mines

News comes that gas from the zenite-rich ore's
Making Troglytes act this way!
Mindful that back 'bove your head in the clouds,
They're all wrong...

Lucid in the sky, Cloudminders
Lucid in the sky, Cloudminders
Lucid in the sky, Cloudminders

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Picture yourself with the Cloudminder Plasus
Surrounded by zenite's
Foul mind-bending lies

Then at last Plasus
Realizes the truth while
His world's seen through wildly-doped eyes...

Lucid in the sky, Cloudminders
Lucid in the sky, Cloudminders
Lucid in the sky, Cloudminders

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