A man conceived a moment's answers to the dream,

Staying the flowers daily, sensing all the themes.

As a foundation left to create the spiral aim,

A movement regained and regarded both the same,

All complete in the sight of seeds of life with you.


Changed only for a sight of sound, the space agreed.

Between the picture of time behind the face of need,

Coming quickly to terms of all expression laid,

Emotion revealed as the ocean maid,

All complete in the sight of seeds of life with you.

Oh.


Turn round tailor,                                      Coins and

Assaulting all the mornings of the                        Crosses

Interest shown,                                        Never know

Presenting one another to the cord,        Their fruitless worth;

All left dying, rediscovered                    Cords are broken,

Of the door that turned round,                      Locked inside

To close the cover,                             the mother earth.

All the interest shown,                                They won't

To turn one another, to the sign           Hide, hold, they won't

At the time                         Tell you, watching the world,

                                       Watching all of the world,

                                               Watching us go by.


And you and I climb over the sea to the valley,

And you and I reached out for reasons to call.