Minotaur

Sitting on a boat, decrepit Gently rolling with the waves From tankers and gray ships, they're miles away Watching fog came rolling over Upthrust bits of inner earth Juniper and ancient live oak trees Seagulls swoop for bits of flotsam Drifting on receding tides I am only miles but lives away Miles away and lives away Can't you hear me, Ariadne? Bring to me your golden skin Driving down a burning highway Underworlds and gold dead grasses Vineyards laid with opulence and curves Vineyards laid with labyrinths There stalks the Minotaur Come to take our youth with ancient times I grow old and bitter gray And all I know it slips away Except the memory I have of you True love is our only shield True love is our only shield And true love is our sword