a single quiet rhythm by Indigo TempestaNaked and new I danced with you On the shores of the empire Old woman Her withered claw Clutching the water's heavy hand
I danced with you And your legs escaped me spastic Faser than even your eyes and With more grace than I know what to do with Your lips tasted sweet and tour goosebumps fed me, filled me You were more then than mortal man As you are more now than caustic blues And you are more than friend Oh o old friend How did we know But I know oh dark I would rather gaze for a thousand empty nights upon your waters Than play a thousand roles and catch a thousand roses
Did we dance For more than a week you were in my skin It was a familiar smell and a sweet flavor I sweated you bled you breathed you cried you For more than a week you were my lightness I didn't have to say a word but you
We dancers knew How it goes how this one goes ah la la la la la Oh dark where the lonesome fish casts a mournful light You swallow me but are in me Pulsing in the pit of my heart Wear me out, I will grow a new one 04/03/2002 Posted on 04/03/2002 Copyright © 2025 Indigo Tempesta
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