John Phillips - Per Ante Pen Ultimatum

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{Verse 1}
The windmill giant, commands you to follow him
Bitter sounds of victory, trail far behind
In the palace of truth, nobody knows you
Beseech him to listen, to time out of mind

{Verse 2}
See your dreams plucked, by a raven from paradise
Carrying hope, on wind-ruffled wings
High on a cloud, geometrical devil rides
Below to his princess, a Pantaloon sings

{Verse 3}
Dark velvet forest, sun dappled evenings
The black hide cold cries, now you are awake
My love is a goddess, i'll give her anything
Of my golden sword, a crown I shall make

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John Phillips was a singer-songwriter, best known for being a member of the popular 1960s group The Mamas and The Papas. He was born in Parris Island, South Carolina in 1935 and grew up in Alexandria, Virginia. Phillips began his musical career as a member of The Journeymen, a folk trio, before forming The Mamas and The Papas in 1965. The group gained widespread popularity with hits such as “California Dreamin'” and “Monday, Monday.” Phillips also wrote and produced for other artists, including Scott McKenzie’s hit “San Francisco (Be Sure to Wear Flowers in Your Hair).” In the 1970s, Phillips released several solo albums and continued to tour and perform with various incarnations of The Mamas and The Papas. He passed away in 2001 at the age of 65.