In Strict Confidence

I´m drowning between liquid blue
My body a shimmering shape
A statue on the bottom of the sea
With floating hair
Your silence was a magic voice
Your breath my music
but love is dead
A silent memorial so go astray
Worship the fire, rise
And leave behind your picture in the stars
So I can look at it sometimes
Buried by the liquid crape
Please forget my name
And it will all be mine
Your silence was a magic voice
Your breath my music
but love is dead
A silent memorial so go astray
Worship the fire, rise
And leave behind your picture in the stars
So I can look at it sometimes
Buried by the liquid crape