I caught a glimpse of what
Of what I really couldn't say
It must have been the light
It must have been the time of day
A woman standing on
Clouds floating over fields of may
And time felt newly lived in
But a thousand years I dreamed away
And she spoke to me slowly
I was subatomic
I was feeling very small
I heard the groaning of
I heard the growing of it all
And she spoke to me slowly