Sold are the eyes I have   And cold is the wait for nothing   and dark   I write my name in a long line   How is it possible for you to try      It's coming true   I've changed my name but I will pass it on to you      Journey   No present thoughts   Coming day   Darkest wave      It's coming true   I've changed my name but I will pass it on to you   Our thoughts entwined   You speak   And I hear other words behind      I wave from the edge of the pier   And fade into the dreams of sleepers   marked   I have had this stain for a long time   We called on the bird long before