Gasoline & Mirrors

Looking like a butterfly
You're looking like petals in
A hurricane wind
In the sunlight you shimmer like gasoline
Stains in the wells of rain
On the same walk that took me to you

Shining like a motor car
You're looking like fire in
A field of flowers
In the moonlight you glisten like fireflies'
Eyes in a hall of mirrors
On the same night that made me take to you

As I followed the line of your gaze
I could see through the smoke and the grass
To the grave of a master

Singing like a nightingale
You're sounding like bells in
A cave of gypsum
In the city you cut through the noise
Of the sirens and engines and people
In the same street that brought me to you

Smelling like a blossom tree
You're filling the skies with
A cloud of wonder
In the still light you sparkle like driftwood
Fires on the shores of the land
On the same isle that made me fly to you

As I followed your tracks in the sand
I could see through the smoke and the dunes
To the grave of a master