When we touch the world And it falls away When we feel that we're born Just to fall apart .. Where the sanddunes stretch unbroken And the dry wind bends and sighs And the geese are running harmless And our desires are running wild Then we're looking at the smoke That's rising from the incense Neither coming here nor going Neither heaven here nor hell Neither borning here nor birthing Neither dying here nor death
And we're wrapped inside our troubles And we're wrapped inside our pain And wracked with fires with longing And our eyes are blind with night With our fingers clutching coins And our thoughts burning with I And our eyes cannot be sated With the world and its nightmares With the world and its dreams Though later they'll be filled With a small handful of dust .. Then all the world seems A sadness song And all the world seems A sadness song
