High, in Castille,nLives senora Dali alone.nAnd higher stillnShe keeps her gallery.nDistance means nothing to me.nnA-ee-aha-ee-aha-oo,nA-ee-aha-ee-aha-oo...nnDebris everywhere,nGazing. It's amazing.nFerry me over,nFerry me over,nFerry me overnnThe music, Dali.nnDeeper here lies hidden answers and treasures for him.nOh, I prefer absence, said she,nMy heart grows fonder alone.nnA-ee-aha-ee-aha-oo,nA-ee-aha-ee-aha-oo...nnDebris everywhere,nGazing. It's amazing.nFerry me over,nFerry me over,nFerry me overnnThe music, Dali.