Corridors - The House Of Love

You run

So fast with life

Just gnawing at your heels

A ghost

A sign

That leads you over here

To me

A stream

To bath away your fears

Your nights

Your slave

I know the world is round

But here you are still haunting me

Love is slow

The pain is fast

And danger never enters this town

I glide

Through salt

With ease

The greenest serpent’s smile

A bolt

Of blue

Is shining in my eyes

To you

The queen

The raving crying eye

That takes

Me down