She got out of sight as her brain left her body signals She was dreaming of a world named after her He was tall and dark with a mind like a woman Listening to her crooked tales of the past It was love And when her boyfriend died all along with the other human beings She survived as her brain divorced her skull She would have to live in the air with the other God likes Never have the need of a friend Without lust She cries She cries a riddle of the heart in the cold beat of all this symmetry And burns around the middle, she keeps a plain soul The riddle to your heart is the cold lines of the asymmetry And you bend with a secret, with a cool in your heart She cries with the beat of desire: He died without a sound She cries She cries a river of her own When her mind seeks into the symmetry And flows around the circle She keeps a plain heart By the river of her own She's a straight line across When she bends: Take it down to the river with me Love me in the water Like the free Lie right here as we float down the stream.