Stella Maris
We have no image

We’re just called the good friends

We call the madmen back

As they fly to the ant hills…

We never know, we never know…

We sleep in satin nights

Throwing energy like bluebirds

In twilight.



We call to stillness

As we kiss the water kings hand

We hear the one same name

As the darker the land gets.

We never know, we never know…

We’re fuelling from the light

Cascading like the rain

In twilight.



Peter Murphy