Woke up this morning    I was staring at the ceiling    Cracks and roadmaps and highways and landscapes    I have seen    I have been    To places far and deep in my mind    Only to find    Comfort in Your Strangeness    Of moving shadowss    When I call the wind by name    Rushing Firewater in the dark of a cloud    I have seen    I have been    To places far and deep in my mind    Only to find    Comfort in Your Strangeness    We are slaves to the crimes we commit    In fits of passion we shame    We are nothing    We are nothing    We are nothing    We are nothing but    The dust on Your feet    Dying to be born again    Singing Ether Water Fire singing Earth Singing Air    I have seen    I have been    To places far and deep in my mind    Only to find    Comfort in Your Strangeness    I have seen    I have been    To places far and deep in my mind    Only to find    Comfort in Your Strangeness