Tennis - Meter and Line lyrics

some things just slip from my mind sweet memories leave me blind just like a love song meant for the dead how should the rite be read I remember the warm embrace I remember the way you taste in my mouth speak to me in three quarter time oh my love is a slave to meter and line oh glorious, oh glorious, oh glorious hope of my heart a 'trembling like a winter flowers cold springing I see her lying there unchanged drifting along the astral plane even as she was growing then you could still find her looking into my mind heavy voice with a velvet look there's a stillness in place of breath that she took closer to me than my anatomy somet hings just slip from my mind