A Walking Piece of Art
She sleeps in a cave, hiding her beauty from eyes
Like mine, eager to steal what they see
She wears intertwined flowers, she dances at sunrise
I'm possessed by her charm, but she's not looking at me, is she?
Her dad holds the world on his very shoulders
He's humpbacked and angry all the time
After sunset, in her hiding, she smoulders
But at dawn she's ready to shine again
Tonight the sky is revealing its moon
My veins are whipping my heart
I'm a silent shadow stalking through the room
Hunting this walking piece of art
For an instant we were twins in each other's eyes
Tears of joy for the love of the god
At midnight I left her asleep on her shrine
And went walking while the rain turned into a flood of bliss"