Every times
before the sky was blue
Before the sun could burn the dew
Times without years and seasons
But then when
the seasons were there
All kinds of vibrations in the air
The sky was blue
and no scar on the velvet skin
Winter all frost from the tree
I think I stay asleep for
another week
Summer I can't protect myself
from the heat
I think I find myself a shady seat
There were times
before the day was born
Before the rain could
drown the lawn
Times without years and seasons
But then
when the seasons were there
All kinds of vibrations in the air
The rain was wet transparant
and like glass
Autumns sparrows in the sky
Where the leaves
their braches were drying
Spring sound of a new born life
I think I'm moving on
cause it's time
Every times
before the sky was blue
Before the sun could burn the dew
Times without years
And times without seasons
Every times
before the sky was blue
Before the sun could burn the dew
Times without years
And times without seasons