Like the thread of a restless dream that flickers into morning
Like the tail of a broken kite that dances o'er the hill
Like the path of the moon across the sea
Where angels leave their tail lights
Still... still... you are calling, still...
Still... still... you are calling... still...
Like the lines on a missing page, a half-forgotten childhood
Like a wishboat upon the stream, that's floating out to sea
Like the mist of a silent dawn
Exploding into sunlight
Still... still... you are calling still...
Still... still... you are calling still
Like a voice in the hownling storm
That's on the edge of hearing
Like a stag sensed among the trees
You turn and then he's gone
Still... still... you are calling, still...
Still... still... you are calling, still...
To me... To me...
And those who know how to listen
To me...
You are calling still
Who knows when the time comes
Who knows where the time goes
Who knows when the time comes
Who knows where the time goes
Who knows when the time comes
Who knows where the time goes
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