Analysing the blue stream
The big heron moving past the last thing
I turn for you, turn for you, turn for you, turn for you
In a private room, a quiet room
The grey eye moving on the ???
I burn for you, burn for you, burn for you, burn for you
Within the last kiss, I'm the genesis
Where the earth rolls bleeding from its axis
Return to you, turn to you, turn to you, turn to you
Let the water rise, the waters fall
Filling up your eyes and when you give the call
I run to you, run to you, run to you
Run to you, run to you, run to you
Our sweaty sheets, the wet bed
The things she'll do and the things she said
I'll come for you, come for you, come for you, come for you
In the [white grain / right rain?], the paper crane
The bright gold moving past the night train
A blurred view, blurred view, blurred view, blurred view
And are they diseased, the light breeze
The old stars burn through the white trees
I shine for you, pine for you, shine for you, pine for you
And her teeth sharp, the lips red
What is unfeared and what is unfed?
I'll feed for you, feed for you, feed for you, feed for you
One step closer and I'm real
Telling me everything you feel
One step closer and I'm real
Telling me everything you feel
And I will sing for you, sing for you, sing for you, sing for you
Analysing the blue stream
The big heron moving past the last thing
I turn for you, turn for you, turn for you, turn for you
In our sweaty sheets, the wet bed
The things she'll do and the things she said
I'll come for you, come for you, come for you, come for you
In the [white grain / right rain?], the paper crane
The bright gold moving past the night train
A blurred view, blurred view, blurred view, blurred view
One step closer and I'm real
Telling me everything you feel
One step closer and I'm real
Telling me everything you feel
One step closer
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