Trem Two

The face at the window

The features I know

I try to escape but

The world is too slow

The question is big

The question is wide

I can't see around it

I see only one side

A hit from the heavens

The heaviest sleep

Days of the unwanted

Were never so deep

I was touching you

The pleasures are past

And now there is only

The hands which cling fast

The dreams are all melting

Only to reform

Outside the headlands

Where thoughts are reborn

Where thoughts are reborn

Where thoughts are reborn

Where thoughts are reborn

Where thoughts are reborn

Where thoughts are reborn

Where thoughts are reborn

Where thoughts are reborn

Where thoughts are reborn