This one's authentic,. son of a gun,. a soundtrack from China. in the universal tongue..... The world is our oyster. to plunder at will. though the palats is jaded.
That token drag on your cigarette,. that well-known face in the fire,. it could be someone you can't forget,. someone you've learnt to admire.. And it's strange.
Beside the pool of clear water,. fed by a secret spring, your lips are sealed,. but in your body language. angels sing.. I swear on the Bible,. swear on the sacred and profane.
Between coma and consciousness. no hard and fast line,. no chances to vote on the motioning eye.... A mystical vision or a fall from grace,. the chase in slow motion.
In my youth, I played at trains: now all steam is gone.. In my dreams, brief shelter from the rain,. I try to catch the fireglow.... with Dinky Toys, I thought that I was Stirling;.
It was nothing, it came from nowhere at all, it was a casual remark,. not a curtain-call.. Late for breakfast - black coffee, brandy-laced.... that look on your face..
I just can't see why you can't see what I mean,. but I can't make things any plainer, the words get in the way -. is that quite what I mean?. If not now, then certainly sooner or later.
You don't remember all the things I've done;. You never catch the careful words I choose;. Your present will not admit my patient efforts -. It's a labour of love I offer to you..
The youth are voting with their feet -. Such a shame that the dance-beat gets so complicated.. Pretty, pretty it seems.... On second glance, the look is overrated..
Finally the sun is shining. So bright it's almost blinding. Hope you know that I'm doing fine,. I'm no longer losing my mind. This past year just got so crazy.
Sweetheart, I want to hold back nothing,. sweetheart, I want to give my all.. Roll on the feminine side,. the lion lies down with the lamb.. Beneath the male surface,.
I was thinking about thinking but it really didn't get me very far,. so I thought I'd throw a Tarot but I only got the Priestess and the Star.. There's a shadow cast between the future and the past:.
Dance the dance. till show time. ... the show goes on. Dance the dance. in slow time. if that's what you want. Dance the dance. in the back of the car.
Pack your bags, we're leaving. earth, where hate is seething;. nothing's worth believing..... There's no time, make up your mind!. Imperial Zeppelin.....
Trapped like a rabbit by the future glare,. onrushing headlights that blind you,. a frightened runaway,. at least you know I care,. I will seek, I will search, I will find you..
Foot down in the G Ti Cabriolet. to the villa in the South of France. for vacation;. keep your head down, baby,. keep your hair in golden curls. and you will alays be his,.
This is no time to hesitate,. the line slips into overload;. the mixture too thick,. the touch too close to the motherlode.. Time - there's so little time.
How was it that we first met?. ...I forget, all I know is you. looked happy.. We walked around and talked a while;. In your smile I found that I. was happy..
Besieged in the battlements of Babylon,. still looking for the hat-peg to hang your head upon -. now you've found a place you think is Avalon:. you can talk to anyone here..
Halfway between the zoo. and the temple of your Art.... but what do you do. with this motion of the heart?. Who'll be looking for you. when it all falls apart?.