Damage :: God's Monkey :: Brightness Falls :: Every Colour You Are :: Firepower :: Gone To Earth :: 20th Century Dreaming :: Wave River Man :: Darshan :: Blinding Light Of Heaven :: The First Day I count the tables, she counts the trees I tell stories, she speaks of everything she sees I'm in the shade, she's in the blinding light of heaven A fire raised by paper boats But now she stands before me opening the buttons of her coat I find myself wrapped in open arms of heaven She's giving me everything she owns Electricity I hear his work, these idle hands I turn my back, while she's done everything she can I've lied awake eaten by the poverty of anger She's giving me directions home I don't see a thing Except this gentle glow of haloes He told me of the grace I lack He clipped my wings but now my strength is coming back I lay my case before the open heart of heaven She's giving me everything she owns I don't see a thing Except this gentle glow of haloes