The floor you walk on is smooth. There is no ground there. Magic begins with blood. Outside, there are trees, With concrete under their roots. But I have passed the tombs of kings, Regaled them with pacing, checked bins for food and wrappings. I have scoured the seas for miles, cloaked my face with ash. My fingertips opening, accepting my time. The dark cylinders of half-smoked cigarettes For me, I'm your sorrow Calling in your dreams For me, I'm your shadow Howling in the streets Water chimes in the space between rocks, Speakers discharge and laughter is in the air, Glass divides us, Empty bottles Mark the steady sweep of day Tomorrow, I will walk the streets And steel myself for the familiar. Your eyes Will not settle, a hunger. You'd be happier in your grave. When we meet, share stories, you stretch me. I see, I see a semi-circle of teeth. The dark cylinders of half-smoked cigarettes For me, I'm your sorrow Calling in your dreams For me, I'm your shadow Howling in the streets

I was given wine We're feeling okay And quite all right You wash my tears away And make me wanna stay And bonfires lit up the shores Walk far far away To go beside you Is where I want to be Walk far far away To laugh, to love Days of roses and wine Drifting astray With your hand in mine You stroke my fears away And make me wanna stay And bonfires lit up the shores Walk far far away To go beside you Is where I want to be Walk far far away To laugh, to love Walk far far away Where to go and hide? We're going to the sea Walk far far away To laugh, to love And this is how it went I am here to stay Roaring with the wind There's life within This is what I give A circle is complete Another circle spins There's life within Within