O chariot of insect. O crown of wind. Two royal leopards. Run with him. On a golden lead. Of tapered vine. O the blood sky. O the blood sky. Wine of a God. Coupling wild. O golden seed. Who made the. Winged child. Runrun my little one. Run out to sea. Runrun my little one. What do you seek?. The canvas is high. The scheme of a life. Written in the wind. The penthe knife. Runrun my little one. Breathe a hymn. Breathe my little one. A hymn to him. To him. The master is calling. The canvas is high. The scheme of a life. Written in the wind. The penthe knife. Runrun out to sea. Run my little one. What do you seek?. If you were his eyes. If you were his dreams. The whole of the sky. Could not contain you. So runrun out to sea. Run my little one. Breathe a hymn for him. For thee