(track 6 on the album 'Gossamer')
Yellow shadow
the field still glistens with morning dew
droplets, lifetimes
frame the corners of our view
windows speaking
as if there was some words to say
the sun casts its hungry glance
away
lifelines
old times
cold wish
floating on seeds through the sky
layers, movement
though we insist it's much too slow
chasing the fish hooks we know
lifelines
old times
cold wish
floating our sieves through the sky
and as i remember to die to this,
unfolds a world of love and of bliss
my hands are useless to me now
wrapped in these loving arms somehow
Yellow shadow
the field still glistens with morning dew
droplets, lifetimes
frame the corners of our view
windows speaking
as if there was some words to say
the sun casts its hungry glance
away
lifelines
old times
cold wish
floating on seeds through the sky
layers, movement
though we insist it's much too slow
chasing the fish hooks we know
lifelines
old times
cold wish
floating our sieves through the sky
and as i remember to die to this,
unfolds a world of love and of bliss
my hands are useless to me now
wrapped in these loving arms somehow