Up To The Knees کے بول

We are up to the knees in your voices And you are up to the shoulders in our hair They are up to the elbows in dark bellies And I am up to the neck in deadly places We are under the flow of boiling water And you under the sound of hammer blows They are in the newspaper page’s shadow And I am in the moment of the iron click We are under the aim of thousands of your phrases And you are behind the wall that has collapsed on us She is on a pile of hands, hearts and eyes And I am up to the throat in them, and in you, and in us