The Bee Songtext
von The Infinity Ring

Tears from your eyes and I′m free again
Listen, God tiptoes across the room
I am the bee with frozen wings
A gift from the river of song
Into your arms, unwoven by the wind
Unraveled in the chains of time
Am I to begin again?
Where do I begin?

Like the garden I shall grow
Like the sun beneath the soil
The light scars my skin and I
Free to walk amongst the valley again


Across the fields of mother
Little black balconies
Further down, here we go
Little black balconies
Little black balconies

A wrinkled sky of morning light
With fingertips that grip like hooks into the sun
Moonlit by a lunacy smile
Left with a gift, a gift from the river of song
Into solace or we may relate to rest
A serene embrace of soul
A spirit stripped of all pretense

Free to dance, free to run, free to sing amongst the morning light
The light that scars my cheek and I
Amongst the valley again