Spinning Away Paroles

The silent silver plane, it draws a golden chain

One by one
All the stars appear
As the great winds of the planet spiral in
Spinning away
Like the night sky at Arle
In a million insect storm
The constellations form

On a hill
Under a raven sky
I have no idea
Exactly what I’ve drawn

Some kind of change
Some kind of spinning away
With every single line
Moving further out of time

I fall
In my pale blue lines
In the stars
In the stars

Out there
As the world rolls round
In the stars
In the stars

I draw
But the line moves 'round us
In the stars
In the stars

Out there
As the great wheels blaze
In the stars
In the stars

I draw
But my drawing fades
In the stars
In the stars

And now
As the old sun dies
In the stars
In the stars

I draw
And the fall winds sigh
In the stars
In the stars