Harbour with my back against the wall
And I swear we're only half awake
till something sees us fall
All the houses in the harbour
were as ripe as watermelons
In the afternoon cathedral of the red -hot
I held my head under the water
of a fountain clear as glass
As I lay my head upon your heart
There was a bird and I remember
how it flew across the sun
And how its shadow fell upon
us as the clouds moved in
With my head against the wall
And I slept like I was streaming
When I raised my head the water
was the colour of the sun
And my heart was full of fortune and
We made love among the pine trees
on an island full of butterflies
Where hot successive summers
had turned the grass to hay
All the trees so still above our heads
were tender with the scent of pine
sunshine and forgetfulness
I fell asleep and when I woke up
All the world was somehow different
The colours burned more brightly
And the sunlight seemed more strong
I remember blue glass shadows
And the fine hair of your arms
All the clouds in the cathedral
