| Demons have fingers that claw through the dark |
| Reaching around just to grab for your heart |
| Hide in the bubble, run in the road |
| Melt into pictures they cannot hold |
| Release the modern mind, slip in and out of time |
| The water turns to wine, dripping from the trees |
| Creatures await you with stories untold |
| Rise from the water and head for your home |
| Lie with the demon, sleep with the ghost |
| Fly with the raven, a jewel in your throat |
| Release the modern mind, slip in and out of time |
| The water turns to wine, dripping from the trees |
| So far away, you have flown |
| Sink from the sky, pull me from the stone |
| And when I awake, the shapes will swarm around me |
| Slip through the walls, carry me into the sea |
| Things will remind us the ending is soon |
| Cold bones and old crones and big black balloons |
| Scream they last scream now, sing your last line |
| Formless and faceless, eternally lie |
| Release the modern mind, slip in and out of time |
| The water turns to wine, dripping from the trees |