Do, do, yuh
Do, do, yuh
Do, do, yuh
Do, do, yuh

Not a speck of dust on chrysanthemum
(Do, do, yuh)
Feather on the breath of the mother tongue, mhh
Awake in full bloom with the sleeping sun, mmh
Pomegranate jewel between lip and thumb (mmh)

We are only
Love and longing
We are only
Love and longing

Do, do, yuh
Do, do, yuh
Do, do, yuh
Do, do

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, oh (silence)
let it eat you alive

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
Deeper than a cinder in snow
You could get through to the blood and marrow

Not a speck of dust on chrysanthemum
(Not a speck of dust on chrysanthemum)

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Writer(s): Naomi Grace Saalfield, Paul Anthony Bender, Perrin Moss, Simon George Mavin