The view from here it is so frightening I world of tide pools, incopleteness all around
A got beat lightnails Deep into the flesh of a summer night Words fell from, a paper moon To come alive in a lonely room Time was standing still As giants broke the cardboard sword The old bridge sank into the river All certainties disappeared
Roads and rivers are winding in the circle A round the curled up monumental me Outside looking in time and again Feeling the weight of a jaded dream
The view from here it is so frightening
Far away between Sirius and Vega All along the road of ancient gods In the black heart of Orion Beneath the surface of the soul The monumentum
Everything is so different now The moon looks down with orphaned eyes And a lighthouse sends our fragile signals To a distant desert sea
Roads and rivers are winding in the circle A round the curled up monumental me Outside looking in time and again Feeling the weight of a jaded me