A Sight Unfolds

A Sight Unfolds - I Am Oak

Lyrics by：Thijs Kuijken

Composed by：Thijs Kuijken

Produced by：Thijs Kuijken

Shadow rise and shadow fall

Trap that light we cast them all

Catch my light catch my drift

Catch me as I see them shift

Might be good you might be strong

Might be someone to hold on to

Might be great might be wise

You might be someone to despise

The fire at the edge of town

Has been burning for years now

The soft light on the trees at night

Feels like a fire that's been kindled

Clouds lit up from underneath

Cast light slips from the beacon's sleeves

Honey bowl's brim has breached

A cascade falls down rippled leaves

And it trickles down on what's in reach

Lands on whatever wants to receive it

Sight unfold

In a slow motion

Sight unfold

A sight unfolds

A sight unfolds

A sight unfolds

Raise a hand unsheathe that sword

Speak not leave no retort

And leave everybody guessing

Leave everybody guessing

See its sign upon the door

See it slide across the floor

It is not the way that you see fit

Not the way it used to be

See the forest for the trees

See the sea for the tears

And leave everybody guessing

Leave everybody guessing

Hold your hands palm side up

Feel the bounty as it drops

One by one with time between

But soon it's all that you can see

As it touches down on everything

Lands on whatever wants to receive it

Sight unfold

In a slow motion

Sight unfold

A sight unfolds

A sight unfolds

Sight unfold

A sight unfolds

A sight unfolds

Kindness is a song few have ever heard

Raise your hand up to your brow

Shift it so its shadow now

Falls across and cloaks your face

Hides your eyes and along with it

Any trace of what it seen or what you seek

And whether your eyes are fixed on anything

Nothing seen means no seer

No seer means there's nothing seen

Nothing seen means no seer

No seer means there's nothing seen

A stranger to so many things

Native to the world we're in

Seize life with a sigh of sighs

Cease life with the beast in mind

Shuffle of this mortal coil

A snake in the grass in the soil toils

Some desire and some disdain

Some might try and some refrain

But the fortress is a fortress true

If nobody gets to you

One way or the other

Now or ever

A jay swerves in tight curves

Then motionless on a branch it perched

And it juts up high

A thin cry as it passes by

And I let it do what it wants to

I just let it do what it wants to

And a sight unfolds in slow-motion

Sight unfold

A sight unfolds

A sight unfolds

A sight unfolds

A sight unfolds