She walks with ghosts on hooves made all of gold in purple dunes
A soft wind blows, yield control
She turns to stone and then she floats
That's all that it takes
She drifts just like a cloud to the edge
To the edge of space where time awaits, wear away
She is turning dark like a shadow, lie awake
She turns to stone and then she floats
That's all that it takes
I can
You can
She can
We can
That's all that it takes
