Touch Me

Where I go, when i go there
No more memory anymore
Only men on distant ships
The women with them, swimming with them, to shore...

Where I go, when I go there
No more whispering anymore
Only hymns upon your lips
A mystic wisdom, rising with them, to shore...

Touch me-just like that
And that-oh, yeah-now, that's heaven
Now, that I like
God that's so nice
Now lower down, where the figs lie...

Still, you must admit, with the two anatomies, it truly is daunting
I mean how everything might
Measure up?
Not that I'm saying I wouldn't...I wouldn't want to not...would ever not want to...
Moritz?
I have to go
Moritz, wait.

Where I go when I go there
No more shadows anymore
Only men with golden fins
The rythm in them, rocking with them, to shore.

Where I go when I go there
no more weeping anymore
Only in and out your lips
the broken wishes, washing with them, to shore.

Touch me-all silent
Tell me-please-all is forgiven
Consume my wine
Consume my mind
I'll tell you how, how the winds sigh.

Touch me-just try it
Now there-that's it-God that's heavan
Touch me
I'll love your light
I'll love you right
We'll wander down, where the sins lie.

Touch me-just like that
Now lower down, where the sins lie.

Love me-just for bit
We'll wander down, where the winds sigh
Where the winds sigh
Where the winds sigh.