Pan hides in suburbia

But he stalks the midnight streets

Bringing amorous dreams

With secret smiles.

Some people say he is dead

They must have no sense of smell.

Some say he’s the devil

To tempt you into hell

But I know he is magic.

I heard his thrilling music

As it flew along the wind.

I fell under his spell.

He got in my hair and tangled it,

He made me feel free and real,

He whispered on my skin.

There is no danger in Pan.

He brings nothing but good,

Pleasure is no sin.

Pan never caused a battle

Or shattled anyones feet,

He dances with joy

In a dervish whirl more wild

Than a tornadoes spin

And brings in a summer breeze.

He sets all the leaves to dancing

And flickering with beautiful light

High up in the branches of trees.

He makes brooks babble

And babies laugh at nothing.

He shines in lovers eyes.

If more people followed Pan

The world would be more wise