Kate Wolf She Rises Like The Dolphin
She rises like the dolphin, with the seawind in her
eyes.
The sunlight casting shadows, like a painter's palate
knife.
Her hair fans out around her, floating like a crown.
She plays on the water, lets it pull her down.
Sometimes she swims in moonlight with the stars high
above.
The night sounds of the water speaking soft of love.
Her skin turns to velvet as she feels the waters glide.
She loses all her boundaries on this magic carpet ride.
You see ripples on the water and watch the shadows
dance.
Then she's diving down and you're looking through a
glass.
Like a one way mirror, her reflection's far below.
Where she was, she isn't now. That's all you really
know.
Two swimmers in the water, one of silver, one of gold.
One below the surface, one reaching for a hole.
One floating freely, one tryin' not to drown.
A dreamer with two faces, a dolphin and a clown.
If you think you'll hold her in a shallow pool,
catch her in a waterfall, you're thinking like a fool.
She'll strike up the horizon, like a ship out to sea.
Leaving just illusions that look like memories.
She wears the water like a mask, a brand new suit of
gold.
A player on the stage, an actress no one knows.
She rolls and tumbles, falling like a clown.
A swimmer in the water that flies to higher grounds
