…and then the boy fell deep asleep…
The gasping flames within the ashes, one by one,
rise up and expand into that beloved face.
Suspended from the earth, thousands of dreams…
On the night when those silver eyes trembled
you were born shining brightly.
No matter hundreds of millions of months and years,
and no matter how many times this prayer is returned to the earth,
I shall continue to pray…
Please, give this child love...
place a kiss on this hand I held.


Song of the musician