///*****/// [Intro] [Verse1] Across the sea a quiet wave still wanders, And waxwings chatter in the open fields. The world has known far darker times than these, When naked will and fear held all the reins. Why do I shiver in this flood of warmth? Why does the bird keep murmuring to me That this life never truly was — it slipped away, And all that ever was is yet to be? [Chorus] Someone will play my little flute one day, Someone will weep off-beat and out of place, Someone will bring from days already gone The scarlet robe I never finished sewing. [Instrumental] [Verse2] Where are you now, the one who sheltered me, The one who never fully became my fate? The world that breathed from corner unto corner Was filled to overflowing — all with you. Wind, mist, half-light, half-dream, half-sleep, Your shadow lingers softly by the window frame, While weary Jason gently strokes and holds A faded lock of the Golden Fleece. [Chorus] Someone will play my little flute one day, Someone will weep off-beat and out of place, Someone will bring from days already gone The scarlet robe I never finished sewing. [Outro] [End]
