Burn the veil that covers my eyes
Show me the real red skies
Carry me to my garden
Parched with thirst
So I may quench it with my tears
Cut my arms so I will leak nature
In element with my creator
Now look me in the eyes
The windows to my soul
Do you see a heart of gold or coal?
My secret valleys and forests
Have all grown cold
You are my eternity, though
With you, I'm never old
