Your Face

Your Face - Peter Murphy

Water Lily

Freedom

Where does the

Spirit lay

Freedom

Lying in shadows

Of light and clay

I trace your feet

Like transparent thrones

I dream of your clinging

I am not alone

I glide with you

Draw you with kole

Your paint the river

I am not alone

That lover

In the crash

That scent

Lingers now

Your face

Your face

I trace your feet

Like transparent thrones

I dream of your clinging

I am not alone

I glide with you

Draw you with kole

Your paint the river

I am not alone