Material folds From rough, modest clothes Slabs of cold sacred stone The peasant girl kneels In strips of feeble water light Slim fingers clasped Warm steady, precise The unwanted love for a murder In strips of feeble water light Echoed sighs Soft madonna eyes Bathe in smooth, flicked flame The peasant girl kneels The peasant girl kneels Crosses...Learn More

The cold it penetrates so deep The leaves cry drops of ice A fire guts the land inside him He wonders what's it like To be in the sunshine with her The wet material on his face With lines of unforgetful stress A scratch in the wall by his side He watches all the time While all around him wallpaper dies The boards of such familiar grain Are roads...Learn More