As the delta mines it's runnThere's no one source, there's just the sumnOf masters, slavesnnThe laying bare of tortured soulsnA lonely wail, sensuous moannSober, stonednnOnce upon a timenMy fascination grewnI found myself at the footnOf a blue pyramidnnTucked within the mountain's robesnAre jazz and country, rock and soulnHip hop, doo wopnnTimeless tones of goldnHaunt a lost plateaunThere is no turning backnOn the blue pyramidnnIts power and magic grownIn echos, new and oldnNever may it peaknThe blue pyramid