You weave a robe of time, when a clock in wind sends me a chime It wraps seamlessly around my grainy space Its cloth is elastic and pliable stretched and retracted by your will Your beauty bends time and space immerses my boundless desert in the mist that evaporates from your temperate forest
You weave a robe of space, when the moon shines through window lace It wraps seamlessly around my sandy time Its cloth is elastic and pliable stretched and retracted by your will Your love bends space and time entwines my gnarled fingers between your hairs that are silky sheen
Our love blooms where time and space bend yet we are fated to be never joined Cause we travel towards death at a pace that dusts our love in the bended time and space
Where time and space bend
You weave a robe of time,
when a clock in wind sends me a chime
It wraps seamlessly around my grainy space
Its cloth is elastic and pliable
stretched and retracted by your will
Your beauty bends time and space
immerses my boundless desert in the mist
that evaporates from your temperate forest
You weave a robe of space,
when the moon shines through window lace
It wraps seamlessly around my sandy time
Its cloth is elastic and pliable
stretched and retracted by your will
Your love bends space and time
entwines my gnarled fingers between
your hairs that are silky sheen
Our love blooms where time and space bend
yet we are fated to be never joined
Cause we travel towards death at a pace
that dusts our love in the bended time and space