Текст песни
The cloud girl blazes in the gale of laughter
I see her face and feel my heart beat faster
We steal a spaceship 'til we make it to the moon
I wake up angry on an earth still burning
Horizon hazy where the leaves stopped turning
Her rattled breathing dissipates all through the room
Here lies the words whispered
Prince destiny's dream wearing thin
Lost at the edge of his pen
Watching the ending begin
Okay, they took the boy away from old New Hampshire
But still he's feeling like a ceiling dancer
You could come over, and he'd let you call the tune
Your whole soul steams forth in flower
With servants to the theme of the passing hour
Breathing in the dark of the hotel shower
Incensey wavering light
Dream back to dear summer nights
In the spiral season
Hear the fireworks and the band
And I'd still like to have a piece of your heart in my hand
Diamond hills and hollows
Where a thousand sorrows sleep
Where our house was a home, 'til they took it for cheap
Mad kings ring around with matinée actors
The giantess is bent down backwards
Her eyes glazed, unfazed by grave abuse
And she said, "Starve in the street, I'm with the beggars and lepers
They'll catch a lift upon some soft spring zephyrs
Sit and be sweet among civil shepherds"
Years pass, I'm friends with my flaws
Glimpsing the earth through a God
Burnished by beautiful laws
No wiser now than I was
In the spiral season
On the sacred stolen land
All to tell and hand over the whole of our plan
How my heart goes drumming
How the rain comes down in sheets
How's this half of the year-end halfway in the street?
In the spiral season
On the strip of cinnamon sand
Well, I'd still like to have a piece of your heart in my hand, yeah