So endless blue a future to you listen.
A day for you that in your eye have broken.
With hands of stone you wash your heart in prison,
but in your chest a true love will be spoken.

Like empty years your mind will cut you open.
A quiet tear that in your soul will linger.
To steal your time with gentle golden goose pen.
I’ll break your bones but leave you with a finger.

A magic wind caressed the foggy meadows.
It died within to perish and be haunted,
so far away from angels blurry windows,
but in your heart the wind remained enchanted.