Seventh of September. Remember when. We met at the shrine. Your kimono looked so fine. Temple dancers swaying. Flutes playing then. I was yours and you were mine.
Lost my way again. And it wasn't hard to do. When I'm away from you. It seems the meaning runs out of my life. Swept away again. Like a sailor tossed on the tide.
Popsicle Toes. Michael Franks. From: The Art of Tea. And when God gave out rythm. He sure was good to you.. You can add, subtract, multiply and divide....
I was just a stand-in. Someone love abandoned - not the leading man. But my heart yelled "Action". What does "fall in love" mean?. We rehearsed the Love Scene unaware of this.
You used to be her space invader. Snatching her free from King Kong's choke. She's allons-y. She'll catch you later. Now that your joystick's broke. You had it made with all the women.
As a kid my nose would be. Inside a book of poetry. I memorized the movies where. Into each other's eyes the lovers stare. I.e. Zhivago with his Lara in their cottage.
The music begins. And the titles fade in. Starring you and me. The hero is struggling to say. That his lady is far away. In her prison of wishes. We love and we fight.
Money misery grows. Oh woe is we. Who know where it will end. Hard luck follows us. Minus never plus. Will we break or just bend. Never say die. We've got the worst behind us.
Kid inside a candy store. Sensation. Temptation. Always gotta have some more. You love that sticky stuff. Ain't no way you're lettin' go. You tease me.
In every city whether it be large or small. His tired playlist drones. But some of us remember how much choice there was. Before he took the throne. .
Love has locked us up, peaches,. Locked inside this zoo,. Your bananas get thrown at me. And mine get thrown at you.. Ev'ry night we fuss and fight. Like me and you know who,.
Before I was saved by my better half. I once disappeared in a black-and-white. Photograph. That I was just staring at. Framed on someone's wall. How long it lasted I could not say.
All my life was Moroccan blue. Till I was blessed with you. You are the love. my songs let me to. I was so busy breaking hearts. Making those long false starts.
So empty like sky. Without any sun. Lotus Blossom, don't cry. You and I were meant to be one. And though we're apart. It won't be for long. I come to you.
Some sprint to snatch the prize in. My goal's the far horizon. I guess I'm obsessed. With that long slow distance.. The fleet of feet won't please you.
Books are stacked on my table, I've got books filling my shelves. Day and night I've been trying to unravel myself. But I've been looking for answers that don't seem to wanna be had.
Here we are again. That fatal combination. I guess it's opposite attraction. It's gone too far again. This crazy conversation. It's like a nuclear reaction.
Lady, lovely as light, you lie beside me. While I dream, but at dawn you disappear. Who decides how much longing is the right amount?. So many times I nearly found you, I lost count.
I guess I flew too high. Icarus falling from the sky. But in the dense rainforest heat. Somehow I landed on my feet with the will to survive. And in the heart of darkness.
Remember, when your kite hits the ground. And your smile turns upside down. It's only going on inside you. Whenever the libretto won't do. And all the notes become too blue.