From Golden Stars Comes Silver Dew

There is a god, somewhere
There is a god, somewhere
Sifting all the voices through the noises pink and white
Turning round the dial on this slow and silent night
For all you see
All you know
Mountain high and valley low
From golden stars comes silver dew
Every morning waking next to you
I’mma pop another one and weave the thread
Crossing all the wires that are rustling in my head
Making up my bed
Count the days ahead
There’s nowhere to hide