In the blind black of reason, stagnation takes hold

The color and brilliance of laughing are gone

Through the soft sable breezes twines melody sweet

Words ignite in the air and reveal dreams unseen

The worlds of this earth and all others afar

Phrased into form

And though up from the darkness

This is for you, gens, whoever you are

Both makers and takers, excited and torn

For dreamers, for schemers, for printers and thieves

For always a circle ends where it will meet

And home lays ahead every step that we leave it

But its not what's changed as we come to the door

Of those that have dared to swallow a star

When silence is king and gold dust fills the air

It chokes as it glimmers and hides away pain

Unexpressed sentiments riot in pressure

And language wins through in swift eddies of color

Matters of pain or emotion of heart

Spiraled on planes

And drawn out from obscursion

This is for you, gens, whoever you are

Both makers and takers, excited and torn

For dreamers, for schemers, for printers and thieves

For always a circle ends where it will meet

And home lays ahead every step that we leave it

But its not what's changed as we come to the door

Of those that have dared to swallow a star

Of all who have dared to swallow a star