[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