There's the odour of incense 
And I double in pain 
And I flick through the past 
As arrayed in my mind 
On a bed in a room 
That's locked on some hill 
I'm gripping her hand 
As she cries to the wall 

The years stumble away 
And the pain dissipates 
Suzanne is clad in blues 
With a mark in her hand 
The lines round her lips 
Are now scars in my mind 
Down at the quayside 
Through the sun's rising mists 
Suzanne drags me down 
All this world's in your mind 
Can salvation emerge 
From the well of this dream? 

Where the horses run formless 
The sky cancels it's stars 
Then the fumes of the incense 
Rise across the walls 
And she watches me sideways 
Like the world is on fire 
Between the beat of her heart 
And her gesture of fingers 
The twist in her hands 
As it beckons through me 
She smiles through my pain 
And my loss yet to come 
I wait on the platform 
For our lives to restart 
And I wanted to tell her 
How all my hearts felt 
But my words barb inside me 
And my lips cannot part 
From the twisting of smokes 
As we sit in her room 
To the sorrow I feel 
As I fall out of dreams 
Inexplicable sadness 
This gash that I feel 
Devoid of her moon 
And ripped of my sun 

If I knew at that joining 
If I knew at that parting 
If I knew at that second 
If I knew at that moment 

The candlewax melts 
And the water stops shining 
That which is started 
Is so easily falling 
From cathedrals of sand 
That the ocean laps away 
And sometimes I wake empty 
And she floats through my symbols 
And I move as to hold her 
And 

Lament for my Suzanne 
I wait for you still