and so, our reunion is across this,
a great, dry, golden place,
and, seeing that no man saves our souls,
save for those we truly know,
we look, with our mother's eyes
to each other,
because
we have seen that only her tears
could bring life here again.
a great, dry, golden place,
and, seeing that no man saves our souls,
save for those we truly know,
we look, with our mother's eyes
to each other,
because
we have seen that only her tears
could bring life here again.