The glistening of summer swellin’nIn the dawn all hung in sheets around the roomnOh, the mornings subtle sighsnWhisper someplace back her eyesnAs she is wakingnnThe melodies, I hear them risingnAnd the murmur of the morning’s pregnant glownAnd on her tongue, a velvet rhymenShe threads her fingers between minenAs she is wakingnnShe kisses me…nI close my eyes…nnI can taste those nights spent shiveringn‘Neath the sheets in cells all pulsin’nI can feel them tricklin’ back my mindnAnd they’re trickling on’nnCause you led me homenAnd I was out there wanderingn‘Pon burnt black stonesnWhere nothin’ growsnBut silence…nnShe says “In sleep I heard you singin’nAnd I saw a street all red-raw memory”nYeah we both hear those memories screamnFrom every corner of our dreamsnBut we are wakingnnAnd in her hand some song she’s holdingnFor a time when she’s in need of something purenYeah, someday she’ll let it flynAnd watch it bloom beneath that skynAll bent and shakingnnShe kisses me…nI close my eyesnnShe’s telling me…nShe loves mennThere’s a light all swellin’ in my chestnThere’s a hope I’m scared to namenBut still it lingers back my eyes andnHangs from off my breathnnYeah it paints my thoughtsnIn shades so beautifulnAnd I feel complete, were I once lay wreckednAnd broken