At the margins of the land, I get to know your skin Where the sand dunes slope into a wild ocean Where a great plain heaps into a jagged mountain Oh, I feel your heart swell with the ghost life here, so magnificent And yet some days we are stoned, cold and stuck Whether in time or place or head or heart But dear, we'll never feel the years with the wind at our backs And we can live our days in a ghost life here, so magnificent And yet some days we are stones cold and stuck Whether in time or place or head or heart But dear, we'll never feel the years with the wind at our backs And we can live our days in a ghost life here, so magnificent Oh, blood, ocean blood Salty blood Flows like torrents through our hearts And knows just what it wants Love, shapeless love Wild, tireless love Fast in the free ether Ghostly white and seething hot Sky, ocean sigh Dark mirror shine Swift to the backs of our eyes Deep, wanting eyes