I Make Melodies For Myself lyrics

I make myself melodies from strings. From strings that sing in the midst of the mountain wind to the courtyards of litle houses. I make myself melodies from strings. I make myself melodies from dreams From dreams and souls that coo like doves flying between laughter and sorrow. I make myself melodies from dreams. Fly, fly melodies and a song will reach a song between ladders and windows you sing, you build, build the temple, build the temple. I make myself melodies from the prayers. From the delegating prayers that rise at the gates, carry thanks, carry entreaty. I make myself melodies from the prayers. I make myself melodies from steps. From echoing steps that shake the road in footsteps and riches. I make myself melodies from steps. Fly, fly melodies... I make myself melodies from stones. From stones - heavy of years that climb buildings, played by hammers. I make myself melodies from stones. Fly, fly melodies...