And as the spirit's grained to sack
Of shining flesh by mills of time
And as the flaming's drowned to mud

All whisper me mortality...

By window slumbering deeply

Soulsilence, rainpainting of thee
Ships of time sail me home this night
Let the sea wash my hair weak white


Glasshearted clouds above diving
Veering and falling and rising

Nightfall room, winter shade these days
I close my eyes when i am awake


Beneath an evening garden
Glowing the loneliness
These are the shades of passing

To paint incandescence

The machines of changing

Revolving, rotating
Ships of time sail me home this night


Neath waters slumbering
Neath gardens still glowing
Let the sea wash my hair weak white


When you wake up, you close your eyes
Wake up, close your tiny eyes

When you wake up, you close your eyes
Wake up, you close your tiny eyes...