Emerging  into the
brightness of the day

The Separation Circle


 

 

 

 

 

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Emerging Into the Brightness of the Day

Recognise?

I am alone

In search of Cassandra, Princess of Troy

Summer Solstice Song

Güzelsin

Wedding Hymn

My City has been Burned to the Ground

January 13th

Another Mad Message

Time to Go Home

Dark Shine

     Dark-shine
    words & music by Ed Hooke, September-October 1995   -   © Ed Hooke 2002

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Look at me.
I'm still holding on
after all of these years.

Watch me run.
I still return to you.
Part of you moves with me always.
Part of me will always follow you.

Moving on,
there goes another year
- another year that you're not here.
In another place
another time
another world
another life.

I'm still looking out for the dark-shine of your eyes,
your wild cascading long black hair.
I'm still reaching out for your tender hand, soft yielding breast,
the warmth of your body and your bed.

Look at me.
I'm still holding on
after all of these years
- holding tight but nothing's there.

Not today.
What will tomorrow bring?
Is my whole existing just consisting of a dream that cannot be?
Am I waiting in vain for some fantasy?

I'm still watching out for the dark-shine of your eyes,
your wild cascading long black hair.
I'm still reaching out for your tender hand, soft yielding breast,
the warmth of your body and your bed.

Look at me.
I'm still holding on
after all of these years.
Holding tight but nothing's there
except this separation circle.
Where are you?
Where am I going to?

I'm still looking out for the dark-shine of your eyes,
your wild cascading long black hair.
I'm still reaching out for your tender hand, soft yielding breast,
the warmth of your body and your bed.

I'm still watching out for the dark-shine of your eyes, Cassandra,
wild cascading long black hair.
I'm still reaching out for your tender hand, soft yielding breast,
The warmth of your body
warmth of your body
warmth of your body and bed.

Dance Cassandra!