Quiet the melody in your mind
Let your blood rush to light the way
Behind your sleeping eyes
Feel the wind across your skin
See ahead the life and death
Welcome both of them in
Take the fruit from its lovely mother
And give it to the deadwood
Give it to the deadwood
Soon you'll see creation in color
And you'll be quiet in the honor it was
Washed in awe you'll see
Sympathetic imagery
The doubtful crowd grows restless
They're laughing at you fearfully
The golden glow of energy awakens
See what you've done
Done
Done
Take the fruit from its lovely mother
And give it to the deadwood
Give it to the deadwood
Soon you'll see creation in color
And you'll be quiet in the honor it was
