Shimmering

There's an old, old giant Sneaking around inside this house Help move the cupboard Make a huge barricade So he won't enter Draw some life from the sun and the day We heard a noise, and it took shape I mean cold, cold blood Running right through deep

Shapes melt in the air The horizon becomes a tear You cut quite the figure I watch you shimmer Scratching my eyes, The castles in the skies are towering. I see you standing there, Bent double in the glare You are stooping. The sky is on the sand, The

there is a chapel in the woods where from the farthest-seeing senses rule there is a scroll inside a casket... clear blue eyes have worn this outfit yes I knew it was no moonshine, it is real I feel much better now I know this spiral shaft can posses