I came down over the sleeping mountains where our
Wide toes plunged into the weeping shale to tear our
Skin up off from the bottom leaves our ankles bare
Don´t just wander back and forth and leave it

Build it into pinnacles and shrines of some
Some ghastly predicament of mine you´ll find
Leaves us plastered to a bed of hairs with
Me all coiled up near the bottom with my chest un-bared

Obedear [oh but dear] the sky is low
Gather up it´s harm in gauze with grateful arms
Obedear [oh but dear] the sky is low
Gather up it´s harm in gauze with grateful arms

Oh but dear the sky is low watch
Fluent sea men rig their rudders so they´ll
Graze it with their wind arrows
Tis in the fathoms that-that they brush below-low

Oh my dreams come back to me, back to me, back to...
Oh my wrinkles build on me, build on me, build on...

Obedear [oh but dear] the sky is low
Gather up it´s harm in gauze with grateful arms
Obedear [oh but dear] the sky is low
Gather up it´s harm in gauze with grateful arms