While looking up the mountaintop
Saw a crystal in the sky
There was fog in the forest of the mind
How much trouble can your virtues buy
Heal the night
Lines of sight
Calm of breeze
Pulls through trees
Strong line of able minds
Clearing out all the latest finds
Howling winds and the dawn of time
Call out to rings of dreams sublime
Mysteries can't be too plain
Like a howling flame in the pouring rain
Torn out of pages from why nor when
The seeds of time and the folly of men
Heal the night
Lines of sight
Calm of breeze
Pulls through trees
From the distant daze of a green afternoon
To the low-tide vibes falling quickly and soon
Hear the darkened cry in the middle of why
From the evening's set
Wishing morning sky
Soon the book is read
Soon the tales all said
Will it burst new life
Will it wither dead
Through the rainbows and waterfalls life becomes
And there is no equation for all these sums
Heal the night
Lines of sight
Calm of breeze
Pulls through trees