Every times before the sky was blue Before the sun could burn the dew Times without years and seasons And then when the seasons were there All kinds of vibrations in the air The sky was blue and no scar on the velvet skin Winter all frost from the tree I think I stay asleep for another week Summer I can't protect myself from the heat I think I find myself a shady seat There were times before the day was born Before the rain could drown the lawn Times without years and seasons But then when the seasons were there All kinds of vibrations in the air The rain was wet transparant and like glass Autumns sparrows in the sky Where the leaves their braches were drying Spring sound of a new born life I think I'm moving on cause it's time