Lyrics:

At last my heart's been swallowed by the spring
A gorgeous self possessive love bird
Flower lacking
The vise that holds me in
Is starting to unroll again
If only to roll over everything

Knell for a moment by the stream
Coughing as the forest burns
And causes me to dream
I had no sense time
No empathy
No present mind
No reason now to stifle back the scream

As the loneness grows
To clothe my soul
In dirt

And then one day by following the beam
I reached the end
By God my friend didn't get out of the green
It's been about six years
And strangely I am dry of tears
I smile, just as happy as I sing