The Garden Route

Lightning fell and I stood steeping in light Laughing with brilliant fear Turning back to your smile Every door peeled Open on an autumn afternoon We traversed warm boredom, fled disappointment And loved under the wide rose sky Drinking silver from a dim spring of mercury On the outskirts of a desert The lifeless slither Still we seek, thirsting and wandering I was a man made of yesterdays Mornings glowing like coal Blinding the every day Legs buckling together when moving Now I'm faced from the East And rushing to the crest Of the valued vast Sterling purple echoing West Now Now I run from all my truth Away with you Now Now I run from all my truth Away with you To the vast sterling purple echoing West Echoing West From all my truth Away with you West From all my truth Away with you West From all my truth Away with you West From all my truth Away with you