Solemn by the Sea

One solemn voice

Is your guide to creation

One solemn boat

Drifts you through the gates of hell

Through one solemn door

Infant incubators on display

On your way to “The Fall of Pompeii”

Millions of dreams

All yours for a dime

Dreamland is just a state of mind

Before it burns to the ground

With its animals running free

It still feels solemn by the sea

Bonavita lost his arm

When that lion rushed the stage

Caruso and his hyena

Would sing opera when it played

The hotel would catch fire

But those actors controlled blaze

Hauling water upon the stage

Millions of dreams

All yours for a dime

Dreamland is just a state of mind

Before it burns to the ground

With its animals running free

It still feels solemn by the sea

Still feels like Solemn by the Sea