If the night's an endless flower
If the starlings cease their shower
If the rain is halved in power
Then we can begin again
Where is it that you've been off to
Journeying around the globe too
Was it where the Linden bowed so
Low in the morning air
Can you bring the railway sleepers
Oh I wish to rest like them keepers
Of time and souls that roll you
Along their iron tracks of care
Always rolling wheels turning
Pressing pistons steaming, yearning
Like the spring's eternal emerging
Endless flowers of the night
