River Empires (The)
The Backyard In Sparkles
Fixed in her hands there's a trembling fearShe's sailing to dimmer mars with nervous gearsShe is full with a marching of clocksTicking discovery through the gateNow on the lawn she spilled like infinityFloating along on her bright olive skinI felt the lost in the braille on her lipsIt's reading the surfacing breathLovely seconds with her drift from meThe hooded in watchful gazeNow she has left herePlace here with proxies to pale English roseLower her gently down on the stairsIn the borders of deepening earth you have been creeping thereBuried oarsBitter froth wine her mother's tears dripSevered young servants will sift past her lipsPoised in the stars are the stirrings of fools cresting the inward hills
Aus Songtexte Mania