Walking on the Chinese Wall Philip Bailey

Walking on a Chinese
Walking on a Chinese Wall

Watching for the coins to
Watching for the coins to fall

Butterfly, spread
Your painted wings
For an answer
From the Ching

By the stream
Stretching in the rocks
Tiger on the mountaintop

Walking on the Chinese Wall
Watching for the coins to fall

Now the sun is rising in the east
Looking for my golden fleece
Ivory skin, scarlet color deep
Lips that burn but do not speak

Three misty nights
Waiting by the shore
May be that my lover
Comes no more