The Golden Age

The fading temple bells calm the waves

The world rocks carefully

The sand draws it's constellations in the moonlight

The clocks turn back time to greet the Spring

While abandoned dolls in the seaweed dream with open pearl eyes

Among whales, snoring dark frequencies into the night

We dream of stones now

All the softness is gone

The salt alters all that remains

It shapes pebbles and eternal thirst

It carves up your body

So that you too will vaporize

And the rain will carry you out to sea

Slowly, I wake from a dream to be in another dream

Where everything moves to the beat of a resonating drum

It rings louder and louder and longer and longer

All the way to the border

And back to when we were young and out of our minds

Out of our minds

Slowly, I fall into a dream to think that's just a dream

As breathing in and out with my beating heart

It beats louder and louder and longer and longer

All the way to the border

And back to when I was young and out of my mind

Out of my mind