This is where the light starts to go backwards It fades in a shimmer off that western rim The path of ice that forms from this spot stretchin' southward It's rumored here it got the best of him To the roof of the sky what does she hold In your room made of wind and of snow Believe God only knows what's down here below Others with their crude maps and equally crude instruments Sounding out the heights and found another secret Experience has led you to this dreamless sleep And all that's left you is another hundred feet To the roof of the sky what does she hold In your room made of wind and of snow Believe God only knows what's down here below This is where the light starts to hesitate and flicker And colors bleed from once favorable skies This is where your party lost all its last contact A step below your point in the sky To the roof of the sky what does she hold In your room made of wind and of snow Believe God only knows what's down here below