There was a time when the sky was blue,
the air was clear and the dams were full...

I see the sky sing in an open storm,
with every tear drop, a flowing chord...

Blessed be the dew
on this cold graveyard ground...

In a late night thunder storm,
I heard the wind kiss the rain...

A lonely walk through frozen flowers
to a sea, tinged with the stress of red...

May the ghosts of grinders find you
and in every tea cup haunt you...

Have you heard what they say?
“'Neath the old woman lay...

She calls me 'my love' -
her 'everything and more...

Oh clerk in black, swinging away with your silent...
the morning grass never stood a chance and it's...

There's a memory
(ooh...

Sweet summer substance,
the warmth of her rays...

The sky, the moon
and ocean sands that meet the blue...