Lyrics
Stone in glass. Everything balancing. Every saint has a sin. Won’t it last? Visitant present, I don’t even want to ask. All the night is low Where the time we'll owe. (?) All I know is that I can see anything Out in the twilight. All is past. Everything interesting. Is it new? Is it me? Stone in glass. "Ain't he arisen yet?" Oughta be easy to ask. All the night is low Where the time will go (flow?). All I know is that I can see anything Out in the twilight. And in-between The turn, the leaves. (Eternally?) And even Fall is all that we’ll appear to be. Our story's old, And either (and idle?!) and untold And in-between goes on! Collect yourself And move into the street Out in the twilight. The rest of our Entire life is free. Out in the twilight. Collect yourself And move into the street Out in the twilight. The rest of our Entire life is free. Out in the twilight.