Where Do You Go
Lhasa
where do you go when your tides get low In the summer dress Of your drunkenness I go far from here where the silence sleeps In the very deeps Of the holy blue And I dream of you and I dream of you Dream of you Dream of you what do you say when the rotted day Is around your feet In the noisy street And your eyes fall rain from pain from pain I say never again Never again Why do you wander so light though falling In the underwater Calling I skate like a bird drunk on a word Almost in love If I only knew But the best will drive through me and you me and you Me and you
