Not A Speck Of Dust On Chrysanthemum
Feather On The Breath Of The Mother Tongue
Awake In Full Bloom With The Sleeping SunPomegranate Jewel Between Lip And Thumb

We Are Only Love And Longing
We Are Only Love And Longing

It′s All Clearer Beyond Fawn And Weather
Hands And Cheek And Flowers Pressed Together
When The Sea And Sky Are One Like Mirror
When The Wind And River Are Old Lovers

We Are Only Love And Longing
We Are Only Love And Longing

Oh, You Could Get Through To The Blood And Marrow
You-you Could Get Through To The Blood And Marrow
Deeper Than A Cinder In Snow
You Could Get Through To The Blood And Marrow
Deeper Than A Cinder In Snow
You Could Get Through To The Blood And Marrow

And Silently
Bathe The Body In Silence
Bathe The Body In Silence
And Let It Eat You Alive

You Could Get Through To The Blood And Marrow
Deeper Than A Cinder In Snow
You Could Get Through To The Blood And Marrow
Deeper Than A Cinder In Snow
You Could Get Through To The Blood And Marrow
Deeper Than A Cinder In Snow
You Could Get Through To The Blood And Marrow

Not A Speck Of Dust On Chrysanthemum