The Great Past

Two drop from the sky
Your paradise and mine
Fallen in our prime
Grind the skin
From the earth
Crawl back inside
Your paradise and mine
Fallen in our prime
Throw up our hands
Beautiful-eyed
Heavy with dreams
Beneath our feet
Two fall from the sky
Your paradise and mine
Tear the skin
From the earth
To the great past
That bore our dreams
Buried in walls
That bore our dreams
Throw up our hands
Beautiful-eyed
(There is an angel)
Heavy with dreams
Beneath our feet
To the great past
That bore our dreams