I will need your flying precision,
as always I'm undone
Now the day is holding black love
that's angry as the sun
Well I salute your thoughts
I told you that I am the
very man you need
Dark maroon,
the shade of my brothers
They're all such lovely boys
Now the face of promise and vision
Is sadly bereft of joy
A mood like breaking glass
Releasing something that appears
to be a shadow of sleep
Solitude, I'm calling you
I try to crack it down,
but you're much too aloof
I'm warning you, let the morning pass
With the wave of your hand,
I'm lost again
Dust and rage, there are some who can
swallow and not betray their minds
They fall and rise, like soap on the wa ter,
among the lies all ashine
I've made still more disease
Now I slip and then I trip upon
the morning grass
Solitude, I'm calling you
I tried to track you down
But you're much too aloof for me
Solitude, I'm warning you
Let the morning pass with
the wave of your hand
I'm lost again
Oh, the love, she falls down in misery
Death of mornin' wounds
I call to say true love sometimes wavers,
it seldom blazes until
I'm molded to the sky
I'm melting from belief
In solitude, I'm calling you
I tried to track you down
But you're much too aloof for me
In solitude, I'm warning you
Let the morning pass with
the wave of your hand
I'm lost again
Move over, I will never make
you stop
you