You held the spring in crystalline   The moment you began to see the sunshine   Without a move, without a sound   Revealed the world beyond the umbrella crown      You are the stamp on the map I'm reading   The spirit lamp by the campsite breathing   But oh what a tangled web you're weaving      Not anything or anyone   No person can believe or tie your heart into a knot   You are the snow, the thinning lines   That covered up the path I'm unremembered by      You are the stamp on the map I'm reading   The spirit lamp by the campsite breathing   But oh what a tangled web you're weaving