Try to burn your changing name
Clothes of sand have covered your face
Clothes of sand have covered your face
Or with silver spoons and colored light
Given you meaning taken my place
Does it now seem worth all the color of skies?
Who has said that my sayings were wrong?
Something has taken you so far from me
To look through panes of shaded glass
To see the earth through painted eyes
See the stains of winter's grass
Given you meaning, taken my place
Will you worship moons in winter's night?
Can you now return to from where you came?
So make your way on down to the sea

Some make your way on down to sea

Something has taken you so far from me
And who will say that I stayed much too long?