I came down over the sleepy mountains where
Our wide toes plunged into the weeping shale to tear our
Skin up off from the bottom leaves our ankles bare
Don't just wander back and forth and leave it

Build it into pinnacles and shrines of some
Some ghastly predicament of mine you'll find
Leaves us plastered to a bed of hairs with
Me all coiled up near the bottom
With my chest, un-bared

Oh, but dear, the sky is low
Gather up its harm in gauze with grateful arms
Oh, but dear, the sky is low
Gather up its harm in gauze with grateful arms

Oh, but dear, the sky is low
Watch, fluent sea men rig their rudders, so they'll
Graze it with their wind arrows
'Tis in the fathoms that that they brush below, low

Oh, my dreams come back to me
Back to me, back to
Oh, my wrinkles build on me
Build on me, build on

Oh, but dear, the sky is low
Gather up its harm in gauze with grateful arms
Oh, but dear, the sky is low
Gather up its harm in gauze with grateful arms