The Dunes

Amongst the sands are the runes

Lost amidst the shifting dunes

I can hear a single voice

Of the scribe she anoints

Balancing against a feather

Holding on by a tether

Speaking through an ancient ether

And I can't but help believe her

Here is her voice of wisdom

Here is her theology

Here comes all her knowledge

To wash over me

It's seduction of the oratory

You might have heard this story

Its the day by day of all

Its the rise and the fall

Its the rise and the fall

Here is her stone laid path

There magic built to last

Holding a stroke of stone

Keeping body, but leaving bone

Here is the rules and the code

The ancient load stone

And here in dark and day

Passes the light of her way

As the going flows

And my dreams of her go

There still is her call

In the worlds of all

It's seduction of the oratory

You might have heard this story

Its the day by day of all

Its the rise and the fall

Its the rise and the fall

The moon hangs over us

And we know it sits

Because we trust

But each day it takes from us

And we see it lit

Because we lust

Self-begotten, self produced

She is my only truth

Self-begotten, self produced

She is my only truth

It's seduction of the oratory

You might have heard this story

Its the day by day of all

Its the rise and the fall

Its the rise and the fall

It's seduction of the oratory

You might have heard this story

Its the day by day of all

Its the rise and the fall

Its the rise and the fall