The face of time, my stitch in nine
A cauldron of dreams
The clouds that clear, a face that's near to mine
With a halo's rim and a glass of gin
Three buttons and a thread
I'll reverse the trend and mend a rent in time
For I'm not the kind
Who lives forwards in time
It isn't my sea or sky
That shines, that shines
In the depths, I find the space of mind
A seer's paradise
With shapes that shift, a parting mist of time
And it's turning in this way I spin
With buttons and thread
To reverse the trend, mend a rent in time
'Cause it's all that I can do
Is walking backwards with you
A different time clocked within
And down, down
And I'm not the kind
Who lives forwards in time
It isn't my sea or sky
That shines, shines
'Cause it's all that I can do
Is walking backwards with you
A different time clocked within
And down, down
Down, down, down, down

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