The golden cloud
Dead Meadow
the stars they shine too bright in the sky
If I could open my eyes
I'd be burned alive
The black it moves between them
I hope lve
it never leaves them as it sometimes seems to me the gold
it falls From the sun up
above in heaven's shower of undying love
It's substance never leaves us
but forms they do deceive us
So there's light to see the golden cloud
that hangs about the mountain peaks
the silver stream that runs beneath your feet
the black it moves between them
I hope love it never leaves them
as it never leaves me