Clear as ice, oh clear as ice   Dripping down from a rock   Spring will come and so will fall   All my enemies have finally fled   They’ve finally fled and gone      Take your pick, oh take your pick   And dig into the earth   You’ll find a muted pearl its worth   It will never self-disclose   It’s your job to dig and polish you know      All the colors spin, all the colors spin   Blackness from a pitcher pours   Stars come blowing through the door   Your eyes they mirror pools of ink   Your heart and mind combine to drink   From the puzzle’s trough   But the troubles can be solved      Take jumps in wintry lakes   Feel the water’s skin and face   Huddle up close nice and tight   We might absorb enough moonlight   Your kiss adorns a neighbor strange   Who’s one of us again, again   The wind is blowing stars my friend   The wind is blowing stars!