Lily put your hands
in mine linen wraps
around my eyes
The twisted feet
and the hooves
the sun ride east
And then galloped
over love and then
galloped right back
over me
Meadows ride of
these see's to
your pupils see no
reason to dilate in the
Face of me
Don't ask me to stay
For my feet won't
oblige
These hooves have
had their day
If I stay I won't survive
Lily put your hands
in mine linen wraps
around my eyes
A hungy hand I will
not stand to feed
How rootful to
absorb the poison
of your rapsody
A will a way in
farwell little boy
For time must not
be wasted in gaze
of such a lucid Sun
Oh my love I'm not
one with you yet oh no
I might die without
hese words having
left my mouth
Oh my love I'm not
done with you yet
oh no
I might die without
these words having
left my mouth