I Want a sip from the golden glass   i'll pick up tips from the broken past   I want the sands of the hour glass   To be on my side till the time does pass   I Want a sip from the golden glass   i'll pick up tips from the broken past   I want the sands of the hour glass   To be on my side till the time does pass      Me with a leaf like tongue   Speakin to the trees   As history is sung   they must draw over me   Me with a leaf like tongue   Speakin to the trees   As history is sung   they must draw over me      Spirit of our heart felt lies   Sea Shelled thoughts of hers and mine   leading down the stairs of time   into the heavens of our minds      I Want a sip from the golden glass   i'll pick up tips from the broken past   I want the sands of the hour glass   To be on my side till the time does pass   I Want a sip from the golden glass   i'll pick up tips from the broken past   I want the sands of the hour glass   To be on my side till the time does pass      Spirit of our heart felt lies   Sea Shelled thoughts of hers and mine   leading down the stairs of time   into the heavens of our minds      So when you inhale you are stealin my breath   Within the details lets me know that its fresh   So when you inhale you are stealin my breath   Within the details lets me know that its fresh