There were yellow sands and silver shells Woven silk and rusted bells Orchards spread over the plains And even though I knew her name I found myself in a wild garden Ivy tied to hold me calmer Genie eyes green like stems And flesh carved like rich rare stone gems She falsely cared Not that I knew The garden grows As truth do bloom A breath of spring A voice like autumn Silence now the insects calling One step away but I stepped the wrong way One step away but I stepped the wrong way Corrupt my hands My feet My lips Bury by bones in Indian pits I'd followed the stones I thought you'd leave Your heels exhaust was all I breathed How I let you run barefoot from me If I'd seen the prints before the breeze Had swept them from my closing eye I'd gaze at you and not the sky One step away but I stepped the wrong way One step away but I stepped the wrong way