In a fog too thick to climb through
We're sitting, drifting out to meet the clouds
How will I know when the time has come?
I find a tree with a ladders rungs

I know you're coming
I have spent my time preparing

What to keep and what to throw away?
What will breathe and what will suffocate?
Although you're late, we communicate with staples and tape
By your way, we'll rearrange the day with staples and tape
Come home

An afternoon you can't imagine moving the world
Playing out a famous dream in your mind I know you would
Interwoven hands to infinity
Turn a rock with the hidden key

Time has just begun
Time has just begun to slow

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