Mute / All things pass

I walked out in the young night

Also young, knowing nothing

Mighty ships hung over ground

Muted shapes with the worried birds

No no sound but the low low notes

That you only hear

In your sleep

But all things pass

The grounds stays the same

And I was the same

I'd trade it all for him

He saves

From the deepest graves

Into an abyss

No no no, I don't know the way

The line and arrows that follow me

Past school yards

Picked up by the older girls

Who cut their wings and laid my hair

All things pass

The grounds stays the same

And I was the same

I'd trade it all for him

He saves

From the deepest graves

With a thousand eyes