Peter Murphy
Peter Murphy
Peter Murphy
Peter Murphy
Peter Murphy
Peter Murphy
Peter Murphy
Peter Murphy
Peter Murphy
Peter Murphy
Peter Murphy
Water lily
Freedom
Where does the
Spirit lay?
Freedom
Lying in shadows
Of light and clay
I trace your feet
Like transparent thrones
I dream of your clinging
I am not alone
I glide with you
Draw you with kole
Your paint the river
I am not alone
That lover
In the crash
That scent
Lingers now
Your face
Your face
I trace your feet
Like transparent thrones
I dream of your clinging
I am not alone
I glide with you
Draw you with kole
Your paint the river
I am not alone