Ripping through this fog
Like an ancient machine
Like a divine being
Longing to come home to you
Been a thousand years Sleeping in the rain Slipped out of my mind Only her far away eyes
Could quench my thirst
I'll push a mighty river through this fog Every soul on the hill
Will hear my shame screaming out
Lonely is a word
That I'll save for you
Somewhere there is light
That will gently hammer out a flower's frame
I'll water her there
In my garden green
Scattering the stars
Won't remember what lonely means
But I am a man
It's easy to forget from time to time When I let my hair
Flow long and freely watered by her light