Write In Water

write in water
 my lief es far en londe
 the sea has bounds, desire none
 spirit all compact of fire
 dance on the sands, tonight
 your lips are conquerors
 your lips are filled with lies
 lost, lost in what seems
 that's how it should be
 who, who is to see
 we write in water
 now
 touch me under this sinking sky
 i can command the smile
 be stirring as the time
 be fire with fire, with fire
 your lips are conquerors
 your lips are filled with lies
 lost, lost in what seems
 that's how it should be
 who, who is to see
 we write in water
 now
 lost, lost in what seems
 that's how it should be
 who, who is to see
 we write in water
 lost, lost in what seems
 that's how it should be
 who, who is to see
 we write in water
 -- from Ardor, 1994