Winding faces spiral
Its disappearing hue
When it's always expanding
Washing everything new
Into the plastery tide pools
Swallowing whole
Nothing promised or asked for
So it comes and so it goes
Out of the vines
Pulling on the controls
Safe and unwelcome below
Devoted to die
I've got no complaints
From above, the falling rain
Looks like velvet in the moonlight
Just like velvet in the moonlight
Looks like velvet in the moonlight
Just like velvet