Elixir - Stuff Of Myths lyrics

You will be sitting in the body warmth of midwinter now Your skin a meeting place And cold will be fingering your shirt bu*tons Your narrow shrank could be feasted upon And outside the wind will be cunning, full of appetite It will seek a way, it will knock itself senseless But you, you will retain your practised indifference As if you could not be hurt as if you'd never been hurt It tastes an old flavour, once called love On open beaches, naked in sandy waters of blue tropics Movement and the surface of this planet force winds They a**ume stony shapes, they invent cold hands But never disbelieve the sensual air on your body It keeps you living, put on warm clothes But do not believe this will save you Your own self radiates, that is why the frozen wind is forced back You are a long long way from me, my hungry tongue buffets From a long way It tastes an old flavour, once called love On open beaches, naked in sandy waters of blue tropics Open the door now, the faces are they still shining? In the procession I nudge and finger Like the wind I am nothing