You can sail off the edges of the earth
Greet the workers of the universe
Still nothing prepares you for loss of life
Mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm
At the table
Undressing cosmic knots
What remains of disconnected dots
Who knows how the painting will look in the morning?
When the day is born and life is ending
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
But it’s neither created nor destroyed
There’s a way to quiet all the noise
‘Cause it’s only a different kind of gain
Even if your color fades away
When the world is born and life is ending
Then you learn to love your loss of life
When that moment comes and life is over
Anyone can love
Anyone can love