[00:00.000]Where are you queen of the moon?
[11:08.243]I've dreamt of mosaic landscapes,
[11:12.473]And skies full of diamonds.
[11:19.542]Hanging low over valleys,
[11:20.256]In which new life runs thick.
[11:24.431]Where delicate whispers set sail into the wind.
[11:32.295]Assuring that I have found, and become middle earth.
[11:43.612]And centuries will pass and fade at rabid pace.
[11:47.738]For the giving to the soil, we worship the land.
[11:55.032]And this lucid way of rest is how I want to remain.
[12:02.677]Converging through the void, finally passing on.
[12:08.527]Contently, with grace.
[12:25.112]Our suns speak in tongue unknown to man.
[12:40.136]Our suns speak in tongue unknown to all.