I was longing to be near
the changing sea,
with repetitious praise
and symphonic reverie.
Where I could lose you to a word,
eternal and reserved;
where I could meld into your side,
until the mystery"s satisfied.
I thought of all we loved,
and what love wanted of our lives.
And through a stand of ancient pine,
we kissed each other"s wives.
Forever we will spy.
Forever we will hide.
Inside the heart of every child,
plucked from the bitter vine,
life"s seemingly sublime.
And what more is a man
expected to give,
when he"s pleasuring the divine?
the changing sea,
with repetitious praise
and symphonic reverie.
Where I could lose you to a word,
eternal and reserved;
where I could meld into your side,
until the mystery"s satisfied.
I thought of all we loved,
and what love wanted of our lives.
And through a stand of ancient pine,
we kissed each other"s wives.
Forever we will spy.
Forever we will hide.
Inside the heart of every child,
plucked from the bitter vine,
life"s seemingly sublime.
And what more is a man
expected to give,
when he"s pleasuring the divine?