Do your eyes still fear the sun, my childnOr have you heard the old crow's song?nThere were messages inside our skin, but...nnNever could we answer themnFor we were bound by the iron clocknAnd you hid fast in the twilight hour, still...nnI wanted you to be the first to knownWhen the night gave way to dawnnBut if the sun comes up tomorrow,nI'll be long long gonennThe wind whispers of something ancientnA dream man inside the mirrornThe sun tells my soul: Be patient,nfor the twilight hour is drawing nearnnA caged bird can still be freenIf he reminds himself not to dienWill pushes towards horizonnBeholds the sun's red glowing eyennGet lost in routine...nAnd that's all you'll ever find!