作词 : Current Ninety Three
  As we stared beyond the windows there
 Over all the gardens
 That have never been
 And will never grow again
 How long
 How long
 The shining winking stars
 
 The clouds too high
 So high
 Pointing to some final star
 The dull face of the sky
 And the sound of the calling
 Of the distant village bell
 And all that
 The sun is not enough for us
 Any longer
 And her smile
 Though she wears her hat
 And her cheery rays
 Do not blanket with their glorious glare
 The burning body
 With distorted nimbus
 I see too well
 Just beyond my neighbour's house
 It does not blank out
 The last sigh of the soul
 Whilst the night rejoices profound and still
 At the edge of your street
 Both shadow and destroyer
 But not alas
 The comforter