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Time Was Like Water


Time was like water, But you were like wine Sweet ocean, bruised and black Bleeding the times Yes time was just like water And time just floated quickly on Now I'm here And dear, you've been away so long You raked my rose, my garden bower I thought you colder than the moon Not realizing you'd left seeds And wounded flowers have since bloomed Yes you carved me, stuck me, missed You never lingered in your kiss Yes, time was like water But you were wine So long I've been in need of just your kind Discarded books of birds, let's walk the streets tonight Throwing knives in strangers walls, never caring if it's right And you can paint me red or black You know I'll always share my white And you can turn my dreams to memories I'll hold you every night Let's go to that cat's place where Bob Dylan's in the air We can do up all his dope and leave and laugh, cause we don't care You can leave me in the morning I'll be sad, but still aware That just a night with you is better Than being a billionaire I love you too much I'm turning blue without your touch Sweet, sweet serpent friend We'll meet again.
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