Pictures of Gold
Quiet
in the amber hall
Counting
steps against the wall (waiting)
We keep the windows drawn and glass untouched
Believing morning arrives without the climb
A phantom garden tended in
the head
(so
far ahead) While rust settles slowly on our hands
Looking across the fence at greener stone Breathing in promises
we never made (never made) Will the tide carry us without a
stroke? We drown
in the harbor where no sails unfold
Trading the hunger for pictures of gold
Watching their horizon burn While our anchor holds
(anchored down)
Another season turns in quiet jealousy
We trace the outlines of another life
Frozen in the velvet chair
(still waiting
here) Praying the current shifts the frozen ground
Nothing arrives by wishing!
Nothing blooms in the idle palm!
(ahhhh) We let the years erode like silt Lost in the phantom
prize!
We drown in the harbor where no sails unfold Trading the hunger
for pictures of gold Watching their
horizon burn While our anchor holds (our anchor
holds)
Just pictures of gold...
(pictures of gold) (ahhhh)