Elixir - Stuff Of Myths Lyrics
you will be sitting in the body warmth of midwinter nowyour skin a meeting placeand cold will be fingering your shirt buttonsyour narrow shrank could be feasted uponand outside the wind will be cunning, full of appetiteit will seek a way, it will knock itself senselessbut you, you will retain your practised indifferenceas if you could not be hurt as if you'd never been hurtit tastes an old flavour, once called loveon open beaches, ***** in sandy waters of blue tropicsmovement and the surface of this planet force windsthey assume stony shapes, they invent cold handsbut never disbelieve the sensual air on your bodyit keeps you living, put on warm clothesbut do not believe this will save youyour own self radiates, that is why the frozen wind is forced backyou are a long long way from me, my hungry tongue buffetsfrom a long wayit tastes an old flavour, once called loveon open beaches, ***** in sandy waters of blue tropicsopen the door now, the faces are they still shining?in the procession I nudge and fingerlike the wind I am nothing
