Bow The Lyre
Audio-Chamber-Music #42
I was weary and in the center of a forest.
I went up a hill.
I was assailed by wild beasts.
I came back down and now I'm a believer.
I watched you dancing on a grave.
You seemed to have the same effect as wine
But we could fill a riverbed with our tears
If only one tear would fall like dew on the
Morning's ledge. After searching among the
Words I find here destruction is subtle
And I am the be all and the end all.
Love is medicinal.
She came from Langenhain,
Martina the ballerina and the league of
Decency.in the suchness of a moment I
Watched you dancing on a grave and my heart
Turned mooniform, my spellbound heart,
But we could fill a riverbed with our tears.
Raised on the ilk of miss fortune
And I am the be all and the end all