Heaven's Song

She moves to him like water, they hope to intertwine

And dance with the river's daughter

And drink the good god's wine

But the feeling ever lingers on that there's just not much time

Well maybe, maybe there is

He makes a small commitment with his heart inside his head

But nothing has been written

And he's living in the red

His dealings are so shaky and he wants her love so bad

Well maybe, maybe he has

All of heaven's pouring all of heaven's song

Into the fires of bodies that have waited much too long

For a moment, any moment that will mean anything

To the dancers and the poets

Who always wait for spring, always

In fuzzy aberrations they clasp and turn away

It's just not in their faces

At least that's what they say

They want a sign of sureness or else they'll walk away

Well maybe, maybe they have

But love is just a moment and fire is never still

They can't forget the torment

That hang's behind the thrill

So sad that grownups know this, can't forget the bitter pill

Well maybe, maybe they will