We are not together here Though we lie entwined To make room for the other presence We both draw back in our minds I have a prophecy Threatening to spill
Summer move forward and stitch me the fabric of fall Wrap life in the brilliance of death to humble us all How sweet is the day, I'm craving a darkness
I'm at your back door With the earth of a hundred nations in my skin You won't recognize me For the light in my eyes is strange It was years ago, God
Well, it's you and it's me Me with a drink in my hand The ice is tinkling like a wind chime And late afternoon settles over the land And you're talking
Why am I walking barefoot Upon this road with no one around I close my eyes to this decision The night's like coffee to my tongue Like waking up without
There'll be a fire burning in the temple of our peace There'll be a soaring voice for our silent pleas We will hold our broken circle and begin to pray
voice and of a smile Images of landscape cloaked in forest green Like your life unfolding mile by mile A fierce embrace, a word of thanks A cheerful whistle and hours
Nightfall we're brushing past your town Destination not you my one And the driver doesn't know way down How deep these bright-eyed feelings run I've
Strange how you know inside me I measure the time and I stand amazed Strange how I know inside you My hand is outstretched toward the damp of the haze
Once when I was thirty one, I woke in the dead of night And heard the vastness of the snowfall outside Slipped downstairs in my bare feet, soon forgotten
Hey love, is that the name You're meant to have for me to call Look love, they've given up believing They've turned aside our stories of the gentle fall
The one who survives by Making the lives of others worthwhile She's coming apart right before my eyes The one who depends on the services she renders
Little child, be not afraid The rain pounds harsh against the glass Like an unwanted stranger There is no danger I am here tonight Little child Be not
We are not together here Though we lie entwined To make room for the other presence We both draw back in our minds I have a prophecy Threatening
Well it's you and it's me Me with a drink in my hand The ice is tinkling like a windchime And late afternoon settles over the land And you're talking
Summer move forward and stitch me the fabric of fall Wrap life in the brilliance of death to humble us all How sweet is the day I'm craving a darkness
