Embers

from kiss to touch, the dancing of the rose, terrible thunder, in the embers of the rose

from kiss to touch, the dancing of the rose, terrible thunder, in the embers of the rose, singing the song of forget ... to a time we do not forget ... to hear the last thing we said.. tipping on the dance of aces, come out and play, here with me to stay

for all the things we said, you can only wonder why...
all the feelings like a moment of uses... but what would be said of the feeling,
love before a feeling .. love of a feeling - that we love in our moment of healing.

oh i don't know why .. how we dance alone in the dark,
come the evening and we find the feeling.. & the embers of the last healing,
stoke the bush, feel the healing - embers meant to last.

to be simply in the eyes, turned away for a moment and your eyes are filled with my laughter..
and here we are choosing to dance, to silver dreams in clouds of blue,
oh what a beautiful star filled night - tonight we dream.

and there are our embers .. aflame again my mischief..

dance of the hooded flame.

**RS**