Elisabeth Testo

Felt a tremor
Shaken to sense
Digging a garden
We built a fence
If I had my choice, you'd be first and last
Feel the earth move
Elisabeth, lend a hand
Take me down
Leave again
Maybe we could slip away Without a trace, it would please
Me to see your face

This bed is full of dreams
Who can sleep?
She wears stars 'cross her arms
Moonshine against the dark
Gently and so deep
Elisabeth weaves a sphere
Takes a pulse 'tween the (y)ears
'cross the moor, ship to shore
When I call can you hear it, Elisabeth?