Geographer Atmosphere
It is me, it is me, my dear
With my coat and a dream so clear
And the sight of my face like a golden rocket
Burning in the atmosphere
Can you see me from down here?
Time like a diver flies
For the surface when it's time to die
And the pearls from his pocket falling down like snowflakes
Catch them on your tongue this year
Do you think they're gonna disappear?
Giving up my life I've lived
I'm gonna throw your ashes in the air
And I watch you while the wind blows back and forth
But it's gonna let you down somewhere
It doesn't matter how much we care
And the frozen flower
Will never open up, yeah
But when the cold winds howl
You at the surface deluge (?)
Cover me, a night so black
That I could never find my way back
To the stream in the woods where the footprints drown you
Rain coming down like tears
Drinking up all those years
And the frozen flower
Will never open up, yeah
Oh when the cold winds howl
You at the surface deluge (?)
