Still life
A monument of colored stone
A nest of polished bone
In glittering heat
In droning sun
Fallout showers
Riot of shooting stars in dislocated skies
In flickering heat
In burning sun
A race for last place
The sky opens twice
White ships covered with ice
Riding oceans of air
Cross on to another world
Picture an island
The snow is softly falling
Falling softly enough to make the desert bloom
Enough to wake the dead
Who keep on dreaming an endless dream