So much more than love to live for
So much more
You know it, you know it
Make it true
Will you throw your bones upon the pyre
Or are you tired of tears and funeral smoke?
So much more than love to live for
You know it, make it true
When you are old and live alone
With several cats in a claustrophobic flat
Will you still dream of silver beams
Of moonlight dripping off your lover's back?
Will old blue aching skies still scorch your dreams?
Ah, but we both know that for that spell
You'd set up tent in outer hell
And when the goddess comes to call
She'll knock you off your horse like Paul
To fill her j**eled goblet with your tears
When our star is old and swollen red
When life is dead
Will love have left a trace?
Will the frozen earth call to the sky
And long to die in the arms of outer space?
So much more…