Stargazer - Pypes Of Psychosomatis lyrics

I brushed past a willow And aught night be Blackest pitch It decided not its fare Settling quietly Back in commune For the Song had changed This hour Father, thy sacred breath brings Colors to my ears I inspire of your creations Golden demeans The greatest treasures Lay green and such Tended by elfin hands Lives blown in his harmonies Aura and spine vibrate In choral voice Lattice-like pitches pa** through And build me a living ley My being, the fabric The point of return