the sent of cobblestones and grasses
opening again to find somewhere new
and the scene will change and the memory forgotten
deeply drinking wine out of carnation blossoms
we'll fly across that city of rooftops
eating pancakes with the illustrated Jamaican women
and the voices will fade into another breaking sunrise
sitting against tree on grassy hill
running through clear warm water and sand
blinking at the light of still another dawn
and the scene will change and the memory forgotten
raspberry women manifesting beauty
goodbyes to a friend who's left my reality
where everything's true and nothing's real
and the voices fade into another breaking sunrise
such a sight, and yet no feeling
swirling shapes and wonderful meanings
I will die a thousand deaths and be reborn
and the scene will change and the memory forgotten
