and then so clear

and then so clear to wonder

to wake with open eyes

as the snow across the tundra

and the rain across the skies

and the rain across the skies

so much again and weightless

in the motherworld of space

we fail to form to come to

and the razor mountains fade

and the day is cursed in shame

in these the world we open

so much to lose to save

to light the highest beacons

and the rose of love will bleed

and the rose of love will bleed

in these the world we open

so much to lose and save

to light the brightest beacon

and the rose of love will bleed

and the razor mountains fade

and the day is cursed in shame