Immortal Bird - Current 93

What drives us on?

What drives us on?

I left something of myself in you

Fourscore, twenty, thirty

In your body and in your flesh

In your vault of skin

I was nothing for you

But the shadow of another love

That one day for you

Would shift your skies to pastures blue

Streaked with passing and loss

Tortoise green in my eyes

From the moss of my past, you arised

And lightly then, I saw your smile

With ivory throat and ivory eyes

At night I catch you before I sleep

And if I died before I wake

I prayed that you my heart might keep

I cannot hold your tunneled eyes

Near my heart any longer

All this love is nothing truly

Mist of moons' breath, grit of evening

The grass was green, I now recall

Before my own particular fall

I saw we were both really masks over nothing

The moonlight sweeping over northern beaches

All the trees stand stripped

Just silhouettes of memories

At night I have started to dream of you

Your eyes are wide and shot through with sea blue