Fall Of The Leafe Lithe lyrics

Not at all so far from losing all that good innocence and turning into one of them*
Like the guy about a halfway to the ground.
Still consumed by some need he cannot name or put a finger on.
But there are still some strange dynamics to it.
Some highs and lows to bending just too much.

In a room full of dust
All shapes clouded inside
Room full of dust
As some far reach of the sun
With just a bit of it teasing, looking in.

Around some corners
Around, in the deep inside
That will soften to a beautiful promise.

You can see some ghosts of workers moving about
still. Flowing, heaving to and fro.
Here at the far reaches of the sun.