[00:16.91]words flow slowly out
[00:20.25]And smooth their shapes
[00:22.29]Crossing ground to meet me here in my return
[00:28.00]To meet me here when I return
[00:31.79]The sound sleep
[00:33.62]The Morning calls
[00:35.58]You’ve been here
[00:37.54]You’ve been here
[00:47.58]The hundred letters hug so hard
[00:51.33]The little letters meet my eye
[00:55.20]Just take a spin to the place
[00:59.00]no more sleep to morning grace
[01:02.87]No more light the days to come
[01:06.41]Till you’re back here, you back here
[01:18.62]The hanging threads we spin our young
[01:21.79]Wish you let go,need you back here
[01:31.95]And the secrets told once with that yet another way
[01:57.58]Words mean much to heart
[02:00.91]We are little said and quickly spurn
[02:04.87]Morning dream is fool’s cascades
[02:09.04]The shooting stars are lord short rage
[02:12.62]And with morning lost
[02:14.20]There is no such thing as a wise man, a wise man
[02:28.29]With little truth they take to drink
[02:31.45]And wiser yeah you are right now
[02:41.79]No secret is told,no one is told
[02:48.96]So it’s going on
[02:57.12]Here is what we learn and what we know
[03:04.45]Take your pick now
[03:12.37]And bent some hope
[03:16.12]No Picking up your cell phone as someone’s call
[03:27.87]No happy love
[03:31.45]We arrange the scheme and repaint repaint repaint
[04:14.58]No happy love
[04:18.04]We arrange the scheme and repaint repaint repaint