Round The Dust

Burning out around the world, sending thoughts to a newborn girl
Falling down from ageless clouds with words that shine like pearls
Filtered through the smog and gloom to dance upon your ears
Crystal clean and full of dreams for only her to hear

Touching down on ancient ground, too slowly to be real
Mind is lost to an albatross breathless above the keel
And I call to her in foreign words laid out upon the air
She holds the parts, she knows the charts and how to find me there

Cause it’s all for her
Though she can not see
All the stones I’ve cleared for our journey
It’s done for love, if it’s truly real
to be given life you must help to heal