I looked up from my book
I thought, I am a cathedral in the shadows of Steven
I am a cathedral in the night (fine)
I searched a piece of glass
I saw the eyes of an eagle throwing brightness so even,
the eyes of an eagle glowing bright.
And will you share your crust of bread with me?
And will you dare to trust your head and see?
I am balanced well
You see, I am a cathedral locked in stain glass windows
I am a cathedral dimly lit.
I'm hemmed in solitude
And yet, I see a Shangrila whenever the mountain wind blows
I see Shangrila when I touch you.
da capo al fine
|: I am a cathedral in the night :|