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The Priest
The priest sat in the airport bar. He was wearing his father's tie. And his eyes looked into my eyes so far. Whenever the words ran dry. Behind the lash and the circles blue.
The Only Joy In Town
I want to paint a picture. Botticelli style. Instead of Venus on a clam. I'd paint this flower child. "You are the air my flowers breathe". He calls, and the ladies turn around.
The Last Time I Saw Richard
Last time I saw Richard was Detroit in 68. And he told me all romantics meet the same fate. Someday, cynical and drunk and boring someone. In some dark cafe.
The Jungle Line
Rousseau walks on trumpet paths. safaris to the heart of all that jazz. through i bars and girders-through wires and pipes. the mathematic circuits of the modern nights.
The Gift Of The Magi
I remember Monday rising up to pack his lunch. We kissed goodbye saying. What a foolish girl was I. Saying, what a fool was she. Near the store where I go shopping.
The Hissing Of Summer Lawns
He bought her a diamond for her throat. He put her in a ranch house on a hill. She could see the valley barbecues. From her window sill. See the blue pools in the squinting sun.
The Fiddle & The Drum
And so once again. My dear Johnny, my dear friend. And so once again. You are fightin' us all. . And when I ask you why. You raise your sticks and cry.
The Gallery
When I first saw your gallery. I liked the ones of ladies. Then you began to hang up me. You studied to portray me. In ice and greens. And old blue jeans.
The Dry Cleaner From Des Moines
I'm down to a roll of dimes. i'm stalking the slot that's hot. i keep hearing bells all around me. jingling in the lucky jackpots. they keep you tantalized.
The Dawntreader
Peridots and periwinkle blue medallions. Gilded galleons spilled across the ocean floor. Treasure somewhere in the sea and he will find where. Never mind their questions there's no answer for.
The Crazy Cries Of Love
It was a dark and a stormy night. Everyone was at the wing-ding. They weren't the wing-ding type. So they went up on the train bridge. Where the weather was howling.
The Boho Dance
Down in the cellar in the Boho zone. I went looking for some sweet inspiration, oh well. Just another hard-time band. With Negro affectations. I was a hopeful in rooms like this.
The Beat Of Black Wings
I met a young soldier. He said his name was Killer Kyle. He was shakin' all over. Like a night-frightened child. This is his story. It's a tough one for me to sing.
The Arrangement
You could have been more. than a name on the door. on the thirty-third floor in the air. more than a credit card. swimming pool in the backyard. While you still have the time.
That Song About The Midway
I met you on a midway at a fair last year. and you stood out like a ruby in a black man's ear. you were playing on the horses, you were playing on the guitar strings.
Taming The Tiger
I stepped outside to breathe the air. And stare up at the stars. Big dipper hanging there. Over the rented car. Over the rented car. I'm a runaway from the record biz.
Tax Free
Front rooms. back rooms. slide into tables. crowd into bathrooms. joke around. cheap talk. deep talk. talk, talk, talk around the clock. crawl home. lie down.
Talk To Me
There was a moon and a street lamp. i didn't know i drank such a lot. 'till i pissed a tequila-anaconda. the full length of the parking lot!. oh, i talk too loose.
Take The Highway
See the stretching sun at dawning. Wipe the stardust from his eyes. Feel the morning breezes yawning. Telling me it's time to rise. Telling me it's time to rise.
Sweet Sucker Dance
I almost closed the door. cancelled on everything we opened up for. tonight the shadows had their say. their sad notions of the way. things really are.
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