Joseph walked on and on

The sunset went down and down

Coldness cooled their desire

And Dawn said, "Let's build a fire"

The sun dressed the trees in green

And Joe said, "Dawn, I feel like a King"

And Dawn's neck and her feet were bare

Sweetness in her golden hair

Said, "I'm not scared"

Turned to her and smiled

Secrets in his eyes

Sweetness of desire

Is this desire enough, enough

To lift us higher, to lift above?

Hour-long, by hour, may we two stand

When we're dead, between these lands

The sun set behind his eyes

And Joe said, "Is this desire?"

Is this desire enough, enough

To lift us higher, to lift above?

Is this desire enough, enough

Enough inside? Is this desire?