Sifting all the voices through the noises pink and white
Turning round the dial on this slow and silent night
[Hook]
For all you see
All you know
Mountain high and valley low
From golden stars comes silver dew
Every morning waking next to you
I'm a pop another one and weave the thread
Crossing all the wires that are rusting in my head
[Hook]
Making up my bed
Count the days ahead
There's nowhere to hide