Lavender returns to my consciousness by stealth the smell that lured me astray the paleness of my embraces that warmth that new warmth, from a distant Behind those gates there's no one to tell my invisible trail the cleansing sleep is yet to come It's staring right back at me the oceans in my eyes lie Innocence silenced Deceived cannot grasp has been poured into me as they watch me on that screen as they lure my lips to taste that kiss I see love in you sweet I see love through you
Lavender filters through me as I recall alienation, indifference This fate that has been laid upon me I pray for stamina, for guidance I pray for you my sweet am I one of the the wanted, the rejected the cynics, the pure: The beggars are the threats suffer our demands not yet will slaves of passion and hunger be set free As the sun awakes to meet its successor this work of art, this portrait of what cannot be imagined will fade away Lavender ...returns to my consciousness by