Lyrics
Up on a hill, as the day dissolves
At an elevated location, witnessing the fading of the day
With my pencil turning moments into line
Using a pencil to capture and immortalize fleeting moments
High above in the violet sky
In the sky tinged with violet hues
A silent silver plane - it draws a golden chain
A quiet silver aircraft creating a symbolic golden connection
One by one, all the stars appear
Stars emerging one by one as the planet's winds swirl
As the great winds of the planet spiral in
Describing the majestic movement of global winds
Spinning away, like the night sky at Arles
Metaphorically drifting away, reminiscent of the night sky at Arles
In the million insect storm, the constellations form
Amidst a massive storm of insects, constellations take shape
On a hill, under a raven sky
On a hill beneath a dark and foreboding sky
I have no idea exactly what I've drawn
Expressing uncertainty about the artistic creation
Some kind of change, some kind of spinning away
Anticipating a transformative event, a departure
With every single line moving further out in time
Each drawn line symbolizes a progression into the future
And now as the pale moon rides (in the stars)
Referencing the moon's presence among the stars
Her form in my pale blue lines (in the stars)
Depicting the moon's image within the artist's creation
And there, as the world rolls round (in the stars)
As the world revolves, lines are drawn in the stars
I draw, but the lines move round (in the stars)
Illustrating the dynamic nature of drawn lines in the cosmic context
There, as the great wheels blaze (in the stars)
Highlighting the grandeur of celestial wheels in motion
I draw, but my drawing fades (in the stars)
Acknowledging the fading of the artist's creation in the stellar expanse
And now, as the old sun dies (in the stars)
As the sun sets, capturing the moment in drawn lines
I draw, and the four winds sigh (in the stars)
Illustrating the artist's creation accompanied by the sighs of the four winds
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