Lyrics:

Little parcels of the past
Are spinning down towards the gyre
And a sinuous truth unvoiced
Is stretching up forever higher
Leaves of places, leaves of friends
Are blowing in the wind and falling
But my ship carves through the rain
To the place that I am going

Trepidation
You gotta be mistaken
It was an endless time ago
You gotta, gotta let it go

Trepidation
You gotta be mistaken
It was an endless time ago
You gotta, gotta let it go

Tiny particles of light
Have traveled in a wave to find me
A hundred million light-years past
But still they seem to find a way to blind me
Storms of old, I've never told
Last year they were all the rages
All the sciences of motion
Cannot calculate my changes

Trepidation
You gotta be mistaken
It was an endless time ago
You gotta, gotta let it go

Trepidation
You gotta be mistaken
It was an endless time ago
You gotta, gotta let it go

Trepidation
You gotta be mistaken
It was an endless time ago
You gotta, gotta let it go