Sifting all the voices through the noises pink and white
Turning round the dial on this slow and silent night

[Hook]
For all you see
All you know
Mountain high and valley low
From golden stars comes silver dew
Every morning waking next to you

I'm a pop another one and weave the thread
Crossing all the wires that are rusting in my head

[Hook]

Making up my bed
Count the days ahead
There's nowhere to hide