| [00:42.449] | Rest is not idleness |
| [00:46.288] | I can't rely on this |
| [00:48.526] | Rut between waking and walk |
| [00:53.561] | Just waiting in wingspan |
| [00:56.609] | Too waxen to see that |
| [00:59.326] | My form follows function |
| [01:01.898] | But I was followed to my home |
| [01:03.680] | By the bluebird that carries |
| [01:07.166] | The sky on it's back |
| [01:09.451] | Seeking spring in succession |
| [01:12.014] | Just to tell my winter bones: |
| [01:19.711] | "I see sage in your hands |
| [01:26.028] | And all your curves sigh like sand |
| [01:32.227] | But where there's driftwood there's land |
| [01:36.767] | Where you're driftwood I'm land." |
| [02:11.739] | Rest is not idleness |
| [02:14.035] | I can't rely on this |
| [02:16.812] | Rut between waking and walk |
| [02:22.336] | Rest is not idleness |
| [02:25.507] | You can't rely on this |
| [02:28.530] | Rut between waking and walk |
| [02:34.723] | Rest is not idleness |
| [02:37.416] | You can't rely on this |
| [02:40.061] | Rut between waking and walk |
| [02:46.098] | Rest is not idleness |
| [02:48.855] | You can't rely on this |
| [02:51.708] | Rut between waking and walk |
| [03:12.440] | Sleeping through the stillness |
| [03:15.292] | Of an autumn contour |
| [03:21.827] | All of it was made for play |
| [03:26.645] | Lackadaisical you seem caught in between |
| [03:31.667] | Two thrones draped in blankets |
| [03:36.130] | They're for comfort not for warmth |
| [03:38.508] | And these forts that you call idols |
| [03:42.485] | Are sitting idle in the past |
| [03:45.990] | Small talk is not my forte |
| [03:49.613] | But I'll speak about the weather for a change |
| [03:56.692] | Cause I feel spring and better days |