Speak to me my fading flower my friend,
It seems to me your fortunes never change
We burning on the Zenith of this wave,
See the hordes of angels cry for us
And I feel this age and feel it turn
And I throw myself to flames that turn
It’s little known place I roam
Winds don’t blow where the comfort seekers go,
Ease my load on this hard and heavy road
The turning of this chequered fate is sealed
But love will make these hollow creatures real
Oh the days I’ve strained my neck to see
And all the time we’re failing history
Fill these sails, come and lift them like a veil
Worlds may turn, there’s a rhythm we can learn
And I feel this age and feel it turn
And I throw myself to flames that turn
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