things I have been thinking about
Sand
Sands are still,
and I fear the Gods' false punishment,
for what we have done.
We are innocent, we are innocent,
guilty only of being ourselves,
of dreaming where the images are forbidden,
where there are no words for the passion,
I see her, she's in you.
She mustn't be here now,
and we must not love like this,
when the sands are still-
I am like the one who has stolen the fire-
but I have taken something more pure-
I have taken it.
I have taken you.
We stand on the sands that are still.
and I fear the Gods' false punishment,
for what we have done.
We are innocent, we are innocent,
guilty only of being ourselves,
of dreaming where the images are forbidden,
where there are no words for the passion,
I see her, she's in you.
She mustn't be here now,
and we must not love like this,
when the sands are still-
I am like the one who has stolen the fire-
but I have taken something more pure-
I have taken it.
I have taken you.
We stand on the sands that are still.
