wet on wet you dissolve, hmm colours fade by the wave Right foot in then the left, hmm fade to black/no way back So I am all who’s left (All who’s left got me here) All my life you lived me... Who will moor the moonlight, who will deem, who will rush? Who will poke the night sky, let the night drain, let the light in? Now the hour is hither just release, cast aside Who will bring me back here to dye the water with colour?