With The Ink of a Ghost - yMusic version
Idle as it seemed, trudging through the mist
Following the creeks, erasing dim lines on the list
Eager to arrive, leaving footprints in the clay
Reading rocks and vines, telling indigo from grey
Telling indigo from grey
Scattered rays of light, on dust grains in the air
All berries in the tree, earn a steady flare
Among the mirrors of the scene
Some appear frail and incomplete
In a vast field of bales she runs
From the deepest valley past the sun
Opening up the vault to find spinning tops in play
Embedded nested yarn diverting from the gates
But once the faint elusive moans evaporate in the morning light
All deserted yearnings come to life
Surface from the dark to realise
How in a vast field she runs
From the deepest valley past the sun
All this time, witness to the changing tides
All the while, finding ways how to make sense of all the lights
To shape the winds
To shape the currents and the rigid hives we're living in
All this time, witness to the changing tides
Idle as a wave moving out at sea
Cruising without sound, molding what's to be
Serene between the trails
Serene with the time and ink of a ghost
Following the creeks, erasing dim lines on the list
Eager to arrive, leaving footprints in the clay
Reading rocks and vines, telling indigo from grey
Telling indigo from grey
Scattered rays of light, on dust grains in the air
All berries in the tree, earn a steady flare
Among the mirrors of the scene
Some appear frail and incomplete
In a vast field of bales she runs
From the deepest valley past the sun
Opening up the vault to find spinning tops in play
Embedded nested yarn diverting from the gates
But once the faint elusive moans evaporate in the morning light
All deserted yearnings come to life
Surface from the dark to realise
How in a vast field she runs
From the deepest valley past the sun
All this time, witness to the changing tides
All the while, finding ways how to make sense of all the lights
To shape the winds
To shape the currents and the rigid hives we're living in
All this time, witness to the changing tides
Idle as a wave moving out at sea
Cruising without sound, molding what's to be
Serene between the trails
Serene with the time and ink of a ghost
Credits
Writer(s): Jose Gonzalez
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