Lyrics:

Wearing a halo of mist
Glowing pink and purple in the afternoon light
Sprawling from a hub, they gave way to patches of green
The wine-colored country unfolded as we tumbled into our rooms
And our travel kinks floated away
As we stroked, the sunrise and stained the lake a hazy pink
And the jade tree green rivers
And the apple trees
And the thoughts of wearing our sunscreen and evergreens
Are layered like feathers at your feet
Nothing but a blur from a bullet train
A picturesque, old tea house with a carp pond
As we trundled out of the tunnel
As we trundled out of the tunnel