North Island
When the janitor sleeps.
You turn around with the storm
What grows old in hugs is
The Rose of Time
When the bird road defines the sky
You look back at the sunset
What happened in the disappearance was
The Rose of Time
When the knife bends in the water
You stepped on the flute to cross the bridge.
What is crying in the plot is
The Rose of Time
When the stroke is beyond the horizon
You were awakened by the sound of gongs in the East.
What the echo shows is that
The Rose of Time
This moment will always be in the mirror.
The door to rebirth at this moment
This door leads to the sea.
The Rose of Time