The Soul unto Aether کے بول

I try to reach you with my cold hands And build a bridge through the moving air And you just keep on brushing it aside Though you now realise The spring was but an empty promise The cold hands pushing me away To a stream that can't bear me And I never thought the island I chose Would shine through The shallow waters underneath my feet Oceans swell, the wind breathes fire This is as close I ever came To anything I ever held higher How you must wish I would've found resolution when I could no longer tell You from the sea