What are you to do?
when the eyes dim
and the lamps dims
and the song grows
yet a little more quiet?
I am your ship
bound with floods
floating on sails
led wherever your
love captivates me.
I am your madness
boiling like roses upon
lips of red.
I am your strength, strong as long as you recite my name.
The land draws close
aye where days swell
and hunger
and reap
who would you call for
when the dark days roam?
my hands falls
my head falls
beneath the soil
all bareness spread
along bare geometry
memories swept
from the leaves
and broken drops
of water
find another
forsake me
what will you do ?
what will you do ?