F Em Am
I stood upon the balcony with my brand new bride.
F Em Am
The clink of bells came drifting down the mountainside.
F Em Am G
Within our sight, something moved lightning eyed and cloven hoofed.
F Em Am
The great god Pan is alive.
F Em Am
He moves amid the modern world in disguise.
F Em Am
It’s possible to look into his immortal eyes.
F Em Am G
He's like a man you'd meet anyplace, until you recognize that ancient face.
F Em Am
The great god Pan is alive.
C G
At sea on a ship in a thunderstorm.
F Am
On the very night that Christ was born.
C G F Am
A sailor heard from overhead a mighty voice that cried, "Pan is dead."
C G Em
So follow Christ as best you can, Pan is dead. Long live Pan.
F Em Am
From the olden days, and up to all the years.
F Em Am
From Arcadia to the stone fields of Inisheer.
F Em Am G
Some say the gods are just a myth, but guess who I've been dancing with?
F Em Am
The great god Pan is alive.