Lyrics

Idle as it seemed
Trudging through the mist
Following the creeks
Erasing thin lines on the list

Eager to arrive
Leaving footprints in the clay
Reading rocks and vines
Telling indigo from gray
Telling indigo from gray

Scattered crease of light
And dust springs in the air
Old bearings in the tree
Burn a steady flare

Among the mirrors of the sea
Some appear frail and incomplete
In a vast field of babes, she runs
From the deepest valley past the sun

Opening up the vault
To find spinning tops and plates
Embedded mist and yarn
Diverting from the gates

But once the faint to losing molds
Evaporate in the morning light
Hold a certain yearnings, come to life
Surface from the dark to realize
How in a vast field she runs
From the deepest valley past the sun

All this time
Witness to the changing tides
All the while
Finding ways how to
Make sense of all of at last
To shake the winds
To shake the currents
And the rigid hives we're living in
All this time
Witness to the changing tides

Idle as a wave
Moving out at sea
Cruising without sound
Molding what's to be
Serene between the trace
Serene with the time and ink of a ghost