Patterns Of A Diamond Ceiling

I am not looking to find a pot of gold

I will paint you a picture that's inside my head

First I must carve out a place

Picture yourself carving out a place in a room

Now look up there's the diamond ceiling

Look up now, this is what it sounds like

Around you is a solitude trilogy

And glass slippers are on your feet

When I say go

You'll here the solitude trilogy come in clearly

Go

Now look down the glass slippers are on your feet

This is what they sound like as they meet

Now walk in the self-eaters

Their sound is much clearer

Here

So you sit down and start to think of ideas of the north

But in walk the latecomers

They back shuffle forwards

Their sound is weird

I am not looking to find a pot of gold

The picture in my head is my reward

Go

Around you is a solitude trilogy

And glass slippers are on your feet

When I say go

You'll here the solitude trilogy come in clearly

Go

Now look down the glass slippers are on your feet

This is what they sound like as they meet

Now walk in the self-eaters

Their sound is much clearer

Here

So you sit down and start to think of ideas of the north

But in walk the latecomers

They back shuffle forwards

Their sound is weird

See how easy to dream a scheme of sounds in your head

We must dream on. We must dream on

You see the pieces fall away from the outer shell

We must dream on. We must dream on

So you see, I am not looking to find a pot of gold

The picture in my head is my reward

The picture in my head is my reward

Go