Cybele's Reverie

Sensual matters with no consequences
Sensual matters with no consequences
Childhood is more sympathetic
Childhood brings the magic

What to do when you've done it all
Read everything, drank everything, eaten everything
Given everything in bulk and in detail
When you've shouted from all the rooftops
Cried and laughed in the cities and countryside

Childhood is more authentic
The garden with the high porch

What to do when you've done it all
Read everything, drank everything, eaten everything
Given everything in bulk and in detail
When you've shouted from all the rooftops
Cried and laughed in the cities and countryside

The stones, the trees, the walls tell stories
The stones, the trees, the walls tell stories
(The house, the house of the past, the house the house of the future)
The stones, the trees, the walls tell stories
(The house, the house of the past, the house the house of the future)
The stones, the trees, the walls tell stories
(The house, the house of the past, the house the house of the future)
The stones, the trees, the walls tell stories (and the silence will penetrate me)
The stones, the trees, the walls tell stories (and the silence will penetrate me)
The stones, the trees, the walls tell stories (and the silence will penetrate me)