The smell of you and the ancient taste Of salt and sea wakes me from my equilibrium Shakes me from my lasting equilibrium The sudden cries of rising sea-birds Ascending from the foaming waves No more, nowhere to be found equilibrium I'm descending into protean dreams Drawn by the sea-shine in your open eyes White-fingered waves reach out for my skin Softer than velvet and colder than ice I'm descending into the protean dreams Crossing the threshold of a deeper realm Dreams of the sea reach out for my soul Softer than velvet and older than time Older than time Dreams of the hunter Protean dream Dreams of the lover Dreams of the warden Protean dream Dreams of the lover Protean, ever-changing sea Crushing waves, beckoning me Opening me, dreams to see Descending into protean dreams Following the ancient streams Understanding what it all means What it all means I am waking from equilibrium