Van Morrison 03. Queen of the Slipstream

You're the queen of the slipstream with eyes that shine 
You have crossed many waters to be here 
You have drank of the fountain of innocence 
And experienced the long cold wintry years 
 
There's a dream where the contents are visible 
Where the poetic champions compose 
Will you breathe not a word of this secrecy? 
Will you still be my special...