I was folded by ferns You could return the earth all to her Open mouth, look up now Fall my failures to the ground I know I know I know All of them I am wind in the pines I am a line you can't define When the dawn breaks, when the moon shakes In my love-lock landscapes I know I know I know All of them Be in my vision, my gardener I'll be an architect On window steam And I'll be in the stream ♪ Be in that canyon, that corridor I'll be an architect On window steam And I'll be in the stream