Текст песни The White Bird

There's somewhere that I have been meaning to revisit In and among all, even as its true nature is hid Here, in the gloaming and black night Here, in the dawn and the golding bright There is a design with the larger in the smaller I found it in time and the lethargy of matter Sing, as would a white bird of mine Here, in this hall of a thousand rooms I've seen it at night tessellating and unfolding Sheer gossamer threads, delicate and sacred shimmering And if you reached for it, it would shatter As things that you'd hold quickly fade away There's something that's grown, spreading underneath through each inside Go see for your own, more and more the air is rarefied Now that the spires are crumbling down And new holes appear where there once were none If you should become separated from the restless herd And you're hearing that hum, know that to this place you may return Wandering alone in a city of towers One with the leaves and mycelia