[00:01.74]You watch the candle burning[00:05.00]You stand inside the flame[00:10.00]You thought you were a light bulb[00:15.30]You've never known your age[00:20.16]Or the number of the page[00:25.30]And though you've seldom travelled[00:31.15]You've rode upon the world[00:35.62]You've sat inside the saddle[00:41.32]You've watched the skies unfurl[00:46.33]You've rode upon the world[00:51.37]We've seen you raging naked[00:57.35]Across mountain and plain[01:02.22]You've played with painted ladies[01:07.64]You've trod the narrow way[01:12.40]Trod the narrow way[01:17.59]There's nothing here to mention[01:23.24]As silently the rust[01:28.46]Digests the foundations[01:33.98]And gathers with the dust[01:39.01]And gathers with the dust[01:44.18]The times you think of speaking[01:50.28]There is nobody near[01:55.20]The times you think of listening[02:00.61]There is nothing to hear[02:05.74]There is nothing to hear[02:11.48]You watch the candle burning[02:17.16]You stand inside the flame[02:22.17]You thought you were a light bulb[02:27.61]You've never known your age[02:32.78]Or the number of the page[02:39.20]