Golden Loom - Live

Smoky autumn night, stars up in the sky,
 I see the sailin' boats across the bay go by.
 Eucalyptus trees hang above the street
 And then I turn my head, for you're approachin' me.
 Moonlight on the water, fisherman's daughter, floatin' in to my room
 With a golden loom.
 First we wash our feet near the immortal shrine
 And then our shadows meet and then we drink the wine.
 I see the hungry clouds up above your face
 And then the tears roll down, what a bitter taste.
 And then you drift away on a summer's day where the wildflowers bloom
 With your golden loom.
 I walk across the in the dismal light
 Where all the cars are stripped between the gates of night.
 I see the trembling lion with the lotus flower tail
 And then I kiss your lips as I lift your veil.
 But you're gone and then all I seem to recall is the smell of perfume
 And your golden loom.