Watching the night Heaven knows (?) in close To the ground I was walking In the dark It was following some fearless end Like I was crossing the road Like I was Following those streets to their destinations And the animals of the world And the animals of the world Find theirs And when the wind stops We all stop and we are silent And in the end it always ends We will break away From the (?) We waltz around the Porch light Where colour in jars all cling to the wall Dried out in this way Tired and dismayed From riding on the winds Riding the tides Riding the winds Or (?) the tides Flying with sun Pearched in the road I was at the window sill They were all there, like I was Moment there And then gone, like I was Looking for a place to rest And the animals of the world And the animals of the world Find theirs And when the wind stops We all stop and we are silent And in the end we always end We will break away From the (?) We all waltz around the Porch light Where colour in jars all cling to the wall Dried out in this way Tired and dismayed From riding on the winds Riding the streets Riding the winds Or riding the streets