The Beacons Of Somewhere Sometime - Part 3: In This Blinding Light

Further away is all I feel now
 These windswept plains
 Petals are falling just like whispers
 Rivulets of fall are washing over my chest
 And another tired year
 Ferments into wine
 Come back to me
 In dreams with eyes as bright as
 The sunlight on a stream
 Because I'm falling off
 There's a birch
 Guarding you
 Watching over the unthinkable
 This is but a picture
 This is but a notion
 This is nothing but a futile fight
 And in this blinding light
 To me you'll never grow old
 In this blinding light
 To me you'll never grow old
 In this blinding light
 To me you'll never grow old
 And this is what remains
 It's what I keep
 Come back to me
 In dreams with eyes as bright as
 The sunlight on a stream
 Because I'm falling off
 Tides of light
 Carry you, carry me
 Far away from here
 This is but a picture
 This is but a vision
 This is nothing but a futile dream
 Come back to me
 In dreams with eyes as bright as
 The sunlight on a stream
 Because I'm falling off
 There's a birch
 Guarding you
 Watching over the unthinkable
 This is what I cling to
 This is how I struggle
 You walk slowly out the door