To be forgotten, To live in Dust

To float in a stream and fly in the air

What more could we wish, To always be spread on earth

Plucked as a flower to die with love, And fly to greet the sun



Flowers in the forest freed, Deadlocked in your arms I bleed

Knowing not the rhymes I need, To take me from my madness



Wrap my mind in cellophane, Ignore the pleas to stop the rain

From falling on your windowpane, When your asleep at midnight



The iron mountains metal rings, Beside the bedrooms light in spring

And hums the words 'cause they can't sing, The words they haven't learnt yet



All is free while bodies moan, So shut the door but hear them groan

While petals fall from what is known, Of love and what goes with it