| [ti:] | |
| [ar:] | |
| [al:] | |
| [00:03.17] | I've a present to give you |
| [00:10.23] | When we finally figure it out |
| [00:21.11] | Funny that we still haven't figured it out |
| [00:32.31] | How we're still turning circles |
| [00:45.36] | In the vale that disguises |
| [00:51.37] | One flesh from the other |
| [00:56.56] | We were but reflections of rooms that hold echoes of coarser divides |
| [01:11.55] | Of rooms with a ragged interior |
| [01:27.58] | We hid under the lavender meadows |
| [01:34.48] | And pulled back wind ... curtains |
| [01:46.62] | But windy as the moon changes |
| [01:55.45] | Our love was nothing |
| [01:59.20] | God, just to feel you |
| [02:06.46] | And maybe we'll figure it out |
| [02:14.13] | And then I can give you my letter |
| [02:25.51] | Scatter the glass in the hallway |
| [02:36.35] | Call across rooms with the echo |