I am a simple man, I am a simple servant

I ply my trade in service to the King

My hands are kept busy, with the labors of my craft

While my mind is free and lost in wandering

But at night my shutters rattle, from the cold wind out to sea

And my thoughts are beckoned forth with words that haunt me

The stars and the moon, I made to help you serve

Another night of restlessness, as my dreams form into words

A single candle wavers before my eyes

As my vision returns and the fog begins to fade

It is more than I have ever realized

But at night my shutters rattle, from the cold wind out to sea

And my thoughts are beckoned forth with words that haunt me

The stars and the moon, I made to help you pray

Someone's speaking in my ears, but the voice is not my own

I know this voice, I know this man, even though I am alone

Someone's standing there in front of me, getting closer to the dream

It has come to life ex nihilo, nothing is ever as it seems

But at night my shutters rattle, from the cold wind out to sea

And my thoughts are beckoned forth with words that haunt me

The stars and the moon, I made because I love you