But yet the albatross hangs motionless upon the air And deep beneath the rolling waves, in labyrinths of cocaine An echo of a distant heart is growing across the sand And everything is green, it's suffering And no one goes to the light And no one knows who wears all white Something stirs and something dries And the stars decline to warm the dark night Instrumental Trails passing in the street, my chance to separate lands is me And I am you, what I see is me And do I take you by the hand And lead you through the land And help me understand the best I can And no one goes to the light And no one knows who wears all white Something speaks and something cries And the stars decline to warm the dark night Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Every day you fall upon my waiting eyes Inviting and inciting me to rise And through the window in the wall Come screaming in on sunlight waves And brilliant bright ambassadors of morning And no one sees me lullabies And no one makes me close my eyes So I throw the window wide And call to you across the sky Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental