The White Plateau - The Man-Eating Tree
The feeling
Could almost be worn
As easily
Oh as wearing a suit
And have become
Blind in the search for light
Plateau of white
Expanding into your dreams
And time will never
Return
What is here lost
Making
Deserts bloom
But not for us
We traded
Our tending sky
For for his hands
Plateau of white
Expanding into your dreams
And time will never
Return
What is here lost
Oh plateau of white
Plateau of white
Expanding into your dreams
Sanded down sanded down by years
And dried out by the sun
Plateau of white
Expanding into your dreams
And time will never
Return
What is here lost
Oh plateau of white
Plateau of white
Expanding into your dreams
Sanded down
Sanded down by
The dark mantra of our times