Clothes of Sand

Who has dressed you in strange clothes of sand?

Who has taken you, far from my land?

Who has said that my sayings were wrong?

And who will say that I stayed much too long?

Clothes of sand have covered your face

Given you meaning, taken my place

So make your way on, down to the sea

Something has taken you, so far from me

Does it now seem worth all the colour of skies?

To see the earth, through painted eyes?

To look through panes of shaded glass?

See the stains of winter's grass

Can you now return to from where you came?

Try to burn, your changing name?

Or with silver spoons and coloured light

Will you worship moons, in winter's night

Clothes of sand have covered your face

Given you meaning taken my place

So make your way on, down to the sea

Something has taken you, so far from me