Intro: And what you found was gold, as black as dried blood The taste was oh so sweet, well one loves to love The whole idea seems unfit to rule, But it's always that way So supple sprouts take aim at a coincidental sun And careful hands tie their knots, in yarn until the dawn No island, deserted land A heartless empire from What to want! Those who search, search by themselves Leaving nothing to gain Cast like stones into the night We are one and the same