Lyric Wake Up

Wake up!
You can t remember where it was.
Had this dream stopped?
The snake was pale gold
Glazed & shrunken.
We were afraid to touch it.
The sheets were hot dead prisons.

And she was beside me.
Old, she s numb.
Her dark, red hair,
The white soft skin.

Now, run to the mirror in the bathroom,
Look!
She s coming in here
I can t live thru each slow century of her moving.
I let my cheek slide down
The cool smooth tile
Feel the good cold stinging blood
The smooth hissing snakes of rain...