Between the times
I'm rolling like a steamer on far away ocean
I fear the times
and fear the deadly wave of memory-explosion
fighting against pictures of emotion

I'll try to embrace the sun
see sunbeam - hair see Jeanne
your lightly body twinkles in fun
what do you know? - my sun?

Between the times
the tempting bells were carried by eight purple horses
I fear the times
surviving rules were set by really unknown forces

I'm blinded by my pain
see sunbeam - hair again
your eyes, cold drops of rain
what do you know? - my pain?