We cross the Rubicon at birth
 The point of no return no return - has come and gone
 Remote and so alone so alone
 The fear of evermore of mortal immortality
 No degree of trance will regain the liberty of the void
 I heard you in my deep sleep
 There is no sleep so deep I would not hear you there
 And now hear the fool...
 She is a curious light on the horizon a focus for future dreams
 She will meet all of my failure with a soothing kiss... 
 Too much, too much space for folly, for nonsense,
 This gigantic naivety ruled me.
 Chorus at dawn
 Find it all gone
 In spite of all that s said and done, the complications run
 It all makes simple sense in the end,
 We all need to hold and need to be held.