peter murphy
idle flow
i've been running too slow
i use so much time
now
i'm working to grow
don't regret our ties
this endless flow
you take these fears
when you say they go
your touch honey-smooth
your shining calm
so what if blood's spilt?
you're my light you're my balm
your forest a dream
where scream melt to bliss
where love has its book
your name written on it
i'm asking
you're giving
i'm running
you're waiting