You whispered over waters You severed the last anchor Rain on pages, melting notions Washing debris away - My skin meadow for you!
And if you fall it don’t matter, And if you’re lost it don’t matter, And if you walk through smoking rain It don’t matter
I journeyed from moon to moon I shared the sky, a mad sailor Rain on pages, melting notions Washing debris away - My skin meadow for you!
Those legions of sleeping moons Lay regions of a silver platoon: Rain on pages, melting notions Washing debris away - My skin meadow for you! My skin meadow for you!