Memory Of Water

I wonder if my rope's still hanging from the tree

By the standing pool where you drank me

And filled me full of thirsty love

And the memory of water

I wonder if a king still fishes there

His back towards the burned-out air

His laughing catches singing loud

Of the memory of water

Your taste is blood and ecstasy

But I must drink you all alone

You're freckled like a speckled egg

A dove, but this bird has flown

O stay with me sweet memory

O stay with me

I wonder if my rope's still hanging from the tree

By the standing pool where you drank me

As pain flows through me like champagne

Of the memory of water