Lyrics

In this hidden place
High above the sea
Time has escaped me
Another waking dream

Here, I find my
Most fortunate self
Tired and sore, for the
Journey is not more
But close to
Impossible

One might think the
Silence here is special
But no, the wind conducts
The trees, the grass
The rain

My heart, now rested
A lone intruder
Here to savor, and
If the clouds allow

Oh, if they allow me to!

To salivate at
The starry heavens
And taste
The edge of the sky
The edge, oh yeah

The edge.. oh yeah, the edge
Of the sky