I DIDN'T KNOW THEY WERE BROKEN

BY MY GAME FROM THE ROOM

WE WILL RETURN IN TIME

 

DON'T LET IT HAPPEN
THE LOSS OF PASSION

 

AGAINST ALL ODDS

IN ONE SILENT SPRING

THE FIRST TEMPLE

WILL START AGAIN

THE FIRST TEMPLE

WON'T BURN

THE FIRST TEMPLE
WON'T FALL

THE FIRST TEMPLE
AROUND OUR EARS ARE MOTIVATED

 

DAY'S STORM HAD ENTANGLED

A-MIDNIGHT BROOM

 

ACROSS THE SPACE

OPENING UP THE SOFT MOON

SO EMPTY SO HALLOW NOW

SOUNDS SO PLEASANT

I DIDN'T KNOW

THEY WERE BROKEN RINGING IN IT

AND WE DID THIS

RUNNING AROUND

THE PILLARS CRAWL BETWEEN

TO LEARN FROM A-WORLD 

RECALLS THE BIRD GETS HURT

THE PAGE , The FLOWER

SO LETS IT BE FLOWING

 

AND WANDERING TOGETHER

LIKE THE EARTH DO FLY

AND WALKING ALONG

RUNNING STREAM STANDS IN THE DEW

BY EITHER SIDE EVER EXTENDING

BACK FASTER THROUGH

THE FLAT GLASS WALL

SPARKING FLINT

THAT PAPER WITHOUT HANDLES

UPON THE INK

MUST BE HANDLED WITH CARE 

ENCLOSING A GOLDEN RAY LETTERED IN

A MESSAGE MURMURED

BY THE TALL TREES

THAT WITHOUT WALLS

ARE SMOOTH AND IT SOARS

OVER THE FIELDS HERE
AT THIER FIRST SIGHT

 

BACKWARDS AND FORWARDS

THE WAYS WE WERE

 

HOLDING THE BRANCHES

TWICE TOGETHER 

WAITING AROUND BEFORE

STRIKING THE MATCHES WOULD FALL

POETIC IT WAS THE CLOUD BREATHES

THE MIRROR OF GRACE

 

AND YOU SAID IT INTO ALL

THE PIECES FOUND

 

AGAINST ALL ODDS

IN ONE SILENT SPRING

THE FIRST TEMPLE

WILL START AGAIN

THE FIRST TEMPLE
WON'T BURN

THE FIRST TEMPLE

WON'T FALL

THE FIRST TEMPLE

AROUND OUR EARS ARE MOTIVATED

SO EMPTY SO HALLOW AS MORN'

SOUNDS SO PLEASANT

I DIDN'T KNOW

THEY WERE BROKEN

AND WE DID THIS YEARNING

RUNNING AROUND

 

THE PILLARS CRAWL

TO LEARN OUR WORLD

RECALLS THE BIRD

SO LET IT BE FLOWING

 

AND WANDERING TOGETHER

LIKE THE EARTH DO

AND WALKING ALONG

THE RUNNING STREAM

THE FIRST TEMPLE

WILL START AGAIN

TO BOUNCE OFF MORE BEATS

BEYOND THE BOOK'S STAPLE

ONTO THE ROAD

UP AND DOWN 

THE SEASHELL AT ANY SHAPE 

THE PLANES POINTS UP

AND ONE BY ONE UNTIL HOME

ABOUNDS BY THE BREEZE 

SPINNING FOR A LONG TIME

THE ROUND BALL MOVES

 

AND EACH NOTE THAT HANGS

ABOUNDS BY THE BREEZE

BACKWARDS AND FORWARDS

THE WAYS WE WERE

 

HOLDING THE BRANCHES

UNDER TWICE TOGETHER

WAITING AROUND BEFORE

STRIKING THE MATCHES WOULD FALL