Memory Of Water

I wonder if my rope?s still hanging from the tree

By the standing pool where you drank me

And filled me full of thirsty love

And the memory of water?



I wonder if a king still fishes there

His back toward the burned out air

His laughing catches singing loud

Of the memory of water



Your taste is blood and ecstasy

But I must drink you all alone

You're freckled like a speckled egg

A dove but this bird has flown



O stay with me sweet memory

O stay with me



I wonder if my rope?s still hanging from the tree

By the standing pool where you drank me

As pain flows through me like champagne

Of the memory of water