Elsewhere

Where I go, when I go there
No more whispering anymore
Only hymns upon your lips
A mystic wisdom, rising with them to shore

Touch me just like that
And that, oh yeah, now that’s heaven
Now, that I like
God, that’s so nice
Now lower down where the figs lie

Where I go when I go there
No more weeping anymore
Only in and out your lips
The broken wishes, washing with them to shore

Touch me all silent
Tell me, please, all is forgiven
Consume my wine
Consume my mind
I’ll tell you how, how the winds sigh

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