While I sleep tonight...
Wrapped in your sweet embrace...

Lighter than air she brushes me,
A feathery stroke along my cheek...

Roaming the streets in dumped despair,
Reminders of you everywhere...

A velvet kiss upon my lips
And you blend into the night...

The shadow of your smile
An outline of your breast...

In the vessel of my wife,
The makings of another life...

And so it came upon me,
to cast all things aside...

Autumn in Sydney is incongruous, discreet
As trees shed their burden to the breeze...

So easy to cross convention’s line,
To slip a little further down...

The journey we took was overlong,
And the kids you know, weren’t very strong...

We dance around the instinct
That is every mortal’s fire...

When she burnt her bridges, she
Scattered the ash...