Only - And Also the Trees

Only

There’s a lamp that burns

In a room up high

There’s a face that turns

From side to side

And I know that you will come to me If I wait here patiently

Like a fly on the wall.

Bury me, bury me

In the cotton folds

And the sea of your hair

Bury me

When the window flashes black

And the crack that opens up beneath me

Bury me

In the cotton folds and the sea of your hair

And the music of the town

That starts to circle round

Tulips… bury me

And your figure turns down the spiral stairs

Past the ancient faces

Ever watching there

And a hot wind blows

Through churches gold

Glass coloured beads

I can see the star light

Hear the sound of your feet

Oh come to me

Silver aquamarine.

Cover me, cover me In the desert’s cold

Night star splintered air

Come to me

Like a snake now like a cat

You come closer through the slack

Umbilical streets

The cotton folds and the sea of your hair

Undercurrents turning round

Pull me up, set me down

In bedrock… come to me.