I watch you from the bottom
Of an amber swimming pool
What a lovely evening to be
Cryin at the moon
Call me from a memory
Call me by your name
I reach for the feeling, but it
Doesn't burn the same
I'm visited in gardens
By your specter, by your light
My love is St Sebastian, filled with arrows
But I will try to find you
You were always drifting
Just a phantom on my line
Pyrite in the river water
Copper glowing fine
I'm visited in gardens
By your specter, by your light
My love is St Sebastian, filled with arrows
But I will try to find you