From the recording Benighted & Delighted
Lyrics
Six of one, half to stand fast
It's good on the way, but you have to come back
Never count your money, just rise like a mast
And have a last smoke as the stars go black
Years ago I was cut down in layers
Those broken vessels of wasted prime
The story's the same, but the telling gets better
As we're dreaming on the far side of a bright line
Be like waves, write your message in light
And move one way as you set things right
Be the shore, be the loop of racetrack
Go become the horizon as it turns to black
Years ago I was cut down in layers
Those broken vessels of wasted prime
The story's the same, but the telling gets better
As we're dreaming on the far side of a bright line
Years ago I was cut down in layers
Those broken vessels of wasted prime
The story's the same, but the telling gets better
As we're dreaming on the far side of a bright line
We're dreaming on the far side of a bright line
We're dreaming on the far side of a bright line
We're dreaming on the far side of a bright line
We're dreaming on the far side of a bright line
We're dreaming on the far side of a bright line
We're dreaming on the far side of a bright line
We're dreaming on the far side of a bright line
We're dreaming on the far side of a bright line