[00:15.15]Up on a hill, as the day dissolves.[00:23.37]With my pencil turning moments into line.[00:31.11]High above in the violet sky.[00:39.66]A silent silver plane - it draws a golden chain.[00:47.10]One by one, all the stars appear.[00:55.41]As the great winds of the planet spiral in.[01:03.12]Spinning away, like the night sky at Arles.[01:11.37]In the million insect storm, the constellations form.[01:19.14]On a hill, under a raven sky.[01:27.39]I have no idea exactly what I've drawn.[01:35.01]Some kind of change, some kind of spinning away.[01:43.65]With every single line moving further out in time.[02:24.78]And now as the pale moon rides (in the stars).[02:39.36]Her form in my pale blue lines (in the stars).[02:47.43]And there, as the world rolls round (in the stars).[03:11.43]I draw, but the lines move round (in the stars).[03:28.14]There, as the great wheels blaze (in the stars).[03:34.74]I draw, but my drawing fades (in the stars).[03:35.43]And now, as the old sun dies (in the stars).[03:39.42]I draw, and the four winds sigh (in the stars).