The Memory of One Second The Matter of Words Someone Dear is Far Away
  Sitting by the window
   Watching the sunset falling down
Let your gaze carry me
   To a place that's hiding my song

Read me a story
   I will hold your voice with my tongue
Let the night carry us
   To the far north where we won't be found

Kiss my lips
   When I wave the wild vines into your crown
Don't let go of my hand
   in this ocean of pleasure, I might drown

Slowly we travel in the stillness of dawn
You and I together to the edge of town
Where Adam met Eve
Where innocence was born