Frozen lakes are where monk, jews are living
Underneath the gleaning sheets
Left alone, they've been toughened with the seasons
Changing from the sun into rain
The fear I feel is a turning wheel
It's a bitter taste I've got to fix
But the love I feel is old story
Let's start to live into a better dream
Now the leaves have fallen from my memory
Like a cigarette blown out
I can hear the whispers in the minute
Waiting to be found out
The fear I feel is a turning wheel
It's a bitter taste I've got to fix
But the love I feel is old story
Let's start to live into a better dream
I am the weak, I am the poor
I am the beast that begs for more
I am the fool, I am the first
I am the wheel turns into last
I am the root, I am the shame
I am the one, I go thinner
I am the flesh, I am the death
I am the sun that leaves bereft
The fear I feel is a turning wheel
It's a bitter taste I've got to fix
But the love I feel is old story
Let's start to live into a better dream
The fear I feel is a turning wheel
It's a bitter taste I've got to fix
But the love I feel is old story
Let's start to live into a better dream
