White Hail Lyrics

Who minds the corners where the dust settles soft, elusive and hardly
worth more than a thought? It falls all night long, all day long, and it
hangs on the ceiling there high over head, dust threads together,
a seasonal web, it grew all night long, all day long, and it fell like a
white hail.
Falling alive on my windowpane, falling alive on my windowsill, old as
starlight in the sky, showering down all through the night, well I must
see my way clear of it.

`Cause it hangs like a madness, like a figure of speech, concealing the
visions when the words will not speak, it goes on and on, all day long,
while I stand in the doorway, there searching for clues, is life dust
likestillborn, just a dust falling through? I'll wait all night long, all day
long, I'll be waiting through a white hail.
Falling alive on my windowpane, falling alive on my windowsill, old as
starlight in the sky, showering down all through the night, well I must
see my way clear of it.

Well I'm sweeping up the hallways and I'm wiping the glass, searching for
something buried under these ashes, all life long, all life long, and I'm
listening to the ever in a forever clock, ticking off the minutes, will the
dust ever stop? I'll wait all life long, all life long, I'll be waiting through
a white hail.
Falling alive on my windowpane, falling alive on my windowsill, old as
starlight in the sky, showering down all through the night, well I must
see my way clear of it.