• The flood of eternity
    Sweet like raw honey
    I swim through the crying forest
    And sing a thousand visions
    The symphony one would play
    Recall my weak fiddle and summer storm
    Screaming mad music and sea spray
    Lick the sun’s shadow from arms away

    The true never love me
    Yet we whisper beneath those like them

    She sleeps easy in a sad rose garden
    I sit by the girl and tell
    With my peach tongue
    The fall is over
    Only after our rain stops