All your troubles will come after you Find another to enslave
Tell your mouth to run away with truth Take your secrets to the grave
Five years gone, and still I long For living hands and chances past Hear me wait, you close your eyes Feel me even though I die And when you grow old We`ll have our time
Night will bring you `round to seein` me I`ll stay silent in the day
Hot translucent is the breath I breathe Touch transcendent time and space.
Five years gone and still I long For living hands and chances past Hear me wait, you close your eyes Feel me even though I die And when you grow old We`ll have our time.