Lament For Her

There's the odor of incense And I double in pain And I flick through the past As arrayed in my mind On a bed in a room That's locked on some hill I'm gripping her hand As she cries to the wall The years stumble away And the pain dissipates Suzanne is clad in blues With a mark in her hand The lines round her lips Are now scars in my mind Down at the quayside Through the sun's rising mists Suzanne drags me down All this world's in your mind Can salvation emerge From the well of this dream? Where the horses run formless The sky cancels its stars Then the fumes of the incense Rise across the walls And she watches me sideways Like the world is on fire Between the beat of her heart And her gesture of fingers The grip in her hands As it beckons through me She smiles through my pain And my loss yet to come I wait on the platform For our lives to restart And I wanted to tell her How all my hearts felt But my words barb inside me And my lips cannot part From the twisting of smokes As we sit in her room To the sorrow I feel As I fall out of dreams Inexplicable sadness This gash that I feel Devoid of her moon And ripped of my sun If I knew at that joining If I knew at that parting If I knew at that second If I knew at that moment The candle wax melts And the water stops shining That which is started Is so easily falling From cathedrals of sand That the ocean laps away And sometimes I wake empty And she floats through my symbols And I move as to hold her And Lament for my Suzanne I wait for you still --- Lament for Her - Current 93