Silver wind is blowing Water turns to glass The giant’s grave is hidden in the ivy In the long grass
Sometimes I close my eyes and I know you’re there Tasting all the words I never wanted to share I can see an idle glow From a liquid sky the blackest dream of nothing unfolds
The stars were dim by dawn Casting jewels of rain into the kneeling sun
Silver wind is blowing Water turns to glass The giant’s grave is hidden in the ivy In the long grass
The appledranes are sleeping Sleeping in the red Spiderwebs are breaking Only to start all over again
Red rook flys The silver wind blows The night flows by In the blink of an eye