If you take it, nice and slow, I can hardly feel the floor

If rainbows are hovering, it’s time

If you want it, nice and slow, I promise you’ll feel more

Your meadows are greener now, it’s time

In a circle, you cannot find an end, but you’re home

Leave the light on

In a circle, you cannot make it bend, but your home

Leave the light on, leave the light on

If you like it nice and slow, like the wind caressing leaves

If thunder is murmuring, it’s time

If you need it, nice and slow, I can hardly see the trees

If curlews are shrieking still, it’s time

If you give it nice and slow, I can feel the depth of you

If sunrise is beckoning, it’s time­­­

If you love it, nice and slow, like a mountain changing form

Your horizons are vaster now, it’s time