Puny Minds - Pale Forest

Crystal wings on angel backs

descending far above our tracks

Puny minds beneath their lives

A flight of glory over star encrusted skies

Drift into obscurity’s passage

where silence is all

Drift into obscurity’s passage

where silence is all

where nothing is all

And no one below knows where the truth lies

Nothing really fades and nothing really dies

From child to senile, from senile to child

Unbreakable circle, the river running wild