Tipping Towards That
Longest Night, Even the Air
Seems White and Frosted
But Still, Sunset Lights
The Clouds In the Soft Colors
Of Longer Journeys
And This Sunrise Drapes
The Landscape in a Warm Light
Gentle as Fine Lace
But Still, Sunset Lights
The Clouds In the Soft Colors
Of Longer Journeys
And This Sunrise Drapes
The Landscape in a Warm Light
Gentle as Fine Lace
Away, Away, and
Away, Clouds’ Gravity Pulls My
Heart and Mind Away
I am Awake Now
And Yet Dreaming of my Past
And of Our Future