There's the odour of incense

And I double in pain

And I flick through the past

As arrayed in my mind

On a bed in a room

That's locked on some hill

I'm gripping her hand

As she cries to the wall



The years stumble away

And the pain dissipates

Suzanne is clad in blues

With a mark in her hand

The lines round her lips

Are now scars in my mind

Down at the quayside

Through the sun's rising mists

Suzanne drags me down

All this world's in your mind

Can salvation emerge

From the well of this dream?



Where the horses run formless

the sky cancels its stars

Then the fumes of the incense

Rise across the walls

And she watches me sideways

Like the world is on fire

Between the beat of her heart

And her gesture of fingers

The grip in her hands

As it beckons through me

She smiles through my pain

And my loss yet to come

I wait on the platform

For our lives to restart

And I wanted to tell her

How all my hearts felt

But my words barb inside me

And my lips cannot part

From the twisting of smokes

As we sit in her room

To the sorrow i feel

As I fall out of dreams

Inexplicable sadness

This gash that I feel

Devoid of her moon

And ripped of my sun



If I knew at that joining

If I knew at that parting

If I knew at that second

If I knew at that moment



The candlewax melts

And the water stops shining

That which is started

Is so easily falling

From cathedrals of sand

That the ocean laps away

And sometimes I wake empty

And she floats through my symbols

And I move as to hold her

And



Lament for my Suzanne

I wait for you still