Testo From Golden Stars Comes Silver Dew

Sifting all the voices through the noises pink and white
Turning round the dial on this slow and silent night

For all you see
All you know
Mountain high and valley low
From golden stars comes silver dew
Every morning waking next to you
I'm a pop another one and weave the thread
Crossing all the wires that are rusting in my head


Making up my bed
Count the days ahead
There's nowhere to hide