Don't wanna disappoint, don't wanna freak you out Don't wanna resurrect all your buried doubt But if you wanna know where we're going to Avalon There is a distant shore, there is an apple tree There is a rocky cliff over a stormy sea There is fertile ground, there you can bury me Avalon O, we must be near, over the the next wave's crest You'll see the greenest greens of the Isle of the Blessed I believe it is, though it may not be Avalon Sister leave me here to breath my final breath I leave you facing life in the face of death There is no deeper truth, there is no truer rest Avalon