Along the west coast of a modern land,

I anchored my boat in the gloom...

Anxious, I walked up the steep rolling hills in the fog –

In the light of the moon.

Welcome travelers from Sacramento to San Francisco!

Passing by miners digging for gold and silver all through the night...

Fishermen, fishing for Dungeness crabs – or anything else that might bite.

One of the miners hands me a strange dark rock and says, "It's all right."

I turn around from this kind old man and notice a flame fierce and bright...

Standing, now on top of a hill my neck skin crawls and I feel a chill –

Cause at the docks my old brigantine's on fire and is sinking!

Is this the end?!

I wonder as I run – running faster than anyone!

No, I won't surrender – I'll never back down!

I'll find my own way in this prodigious town!

Nothing to rescue – it's far too late – I realize as I get close,

Stopping to catch my breath outside old Victorian homes.

I don't have a boat to sail with no more – I guess I just have to walk...

I'm heading south, crossing a giant bridge sturdy as a rock.

But at the docks my old brigantine's on fire and is sinking!

It's not the end!

Determined, as I stroll –

Head held high, I will never fall!

No, I won't surrender – I'll never back down!

I'll find my own way in this prodigious town!

I hear bullet shots and wild horses escape away from the mainland and into the lake...

And as I run towards an abandoned saloon,

I notice a graveyard for hot air balloons.

One has a wicker basket good as new –

Another an envelope with twigs sticking through.

A small sewing job now and this bag's complete –

The only thing lacking is a source of heat.

I check my pockets quietly, but all I have is that rock.

I smash it in anger – into the ground – and notice a small spark!

This isn't granite of a lump of coal but quite a magical stone...

Ascending towards the sky, I guess that old man was right all along.

Astounded, as I fly –

Looking down at the night sky!

I didn't surrender – I didn't back down!

No, this ain't the end!

Astounded, as I fly –

Looking down at the night sky!

I didn't surrender – I didn't back down!

In this prodigious town!