The gospel of the eel Lyrics

You can't keep the snow

On the things that you need

You can't take a straw

And at the end, find a seed

You're thinking only about the sorrow

That tomorrow will bring

You can't get your sail away

From the warm wind of spring

Morning, sewing

A thread in my ears is moving

Down in the thimble I'm stuck with me

What if I could find some company

They are going to see us

They are always behind us

They are going to feel us

They are going to hunt us

They are going to like us

Or they are going to hate us

They are going to hear us

They are going to find us

Evening is howling

The obelisk is falling

The lake is dry

You can hear a sigh

In grass the eel is crawling

Sensing a warning

The labyrinth is stalling

You can see no light

But you can hear a sound

The skin of the eel is falling

You can't keep the snow

On the things that you need

You can't take a straw

And at the end, find a seed

You're thinking only about the sorrow

That tomorrow will bring

Dandelion's clocks are blown

No longer a yellow weed