The black paper between a mirror breaks my heart
The moon frayed [bad word] dark velvet lightly apart
Steal softly [bad word] sunshine
Steal softly [bad word] snow
The wild goose flies from winter
Breaks my heart that I can't go
Energy flys [bad word] a field
'n the sun softly melts a nothing wheel
Steal softly [bad word] sunshine
Steal softly [bad word] snow
The black paper between a mirror breaks my heart that I can't go
The swan their feathers don't grow
They're spun
They live two hundred years of love
They're one
Breaks my heart to see them cross the sun
Grain grows rainbows up straw hill
Breaks my heart to see the highway cross the hills
Man's lived a million years 'n still he kills
The black paper between a mirror
Breaks my heart that I can't go
Steal softly [bad word] sunshine
Steal softly [bad word] snow