Clear as ice
Oh, clear as ice
Dripping down
From a rock

Spring will come
And so will fall
All my enemies have finally fled
They’ve finally fled and gone

Take your pick
Oh, take your pick
And dig into the earth
You’ll find a muted pearl its worth

It will never self-disclose
It’s your job to dig
And polish you know
Oh, you know

All the colors spin
All the colors spin
Blackness from a pitcher pours
Stars come blowing through the door

Your eyes, they mirror pools of ink
Your heart and mind combine to drink
From the puzzle’s trough
But the troubles can be solved
Can be solved

Take jumps in wintry lakes
Feel the water’s skin and face
Huddle up, close nice and tight
We might absorb enough moonlight

Your kiss adorns a neighbor strange
Who’s one of us again, again
The wind is blowing stars, my friend
Wind is blowing stars, it's blowing stars
Wind is blowing stars, it's blowi