Wuthering Heights – The Never Shining Stones

Here I am, can you feel me breating

In the rhythm of the world I’m in

Here I am, can you feel me breathing

In the rhythm of the world I’m in

Reaching out I caress the trees

While the sun revolves above me

Teh air is so rich I can almost drink it

Dance like a fay twixt tree and stream so cold

The true philosopher’s stones

Never shall turn nothing into gold

Now they tell me I must lay me down

Once more they’ll lock they door

But of leaves of green my pillow is

And free I’ll disppear in the thicket

The tru philosopher’s stones

Never shall turn nothing into gold

I’m awoken in the woods

I’m searching for the nevershining stones

And the man in white say I can’t hear the birds

singing

I’m awoken in the woods

I’m closer to the everlasting truth

And the man in white says I can’t hear them

The wealth of mine is not like thine of gold shining

Tree and leaf my treasures are

Living like me, and dying

I’m awoken in the woods

I’m searching for the nevershining stones

And the man in white say I can’t hear the birds

singing

I’m awoken in the woods

I’m closer to the everlasting truth

And the man in white says I can’t hear them

I’m awoken in the woods

I’m searching for the nevershining stones

And the man in white, and the man in white

I’m awoken in the woods

I’m closer to the everlasting truth

And the man in white says I can’t hear them

Now I’m here behind rubber walls

And they tell me my forest never was at all

Not in a thousand years

Was it the drugs they gave to calm me

Or something into my mind through generations fed

And it it’s all gone only a collective memory

Are we then dead

Is this the kingdom of the mad