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Bound by the Beauty

I’m bound by the fire I’m bound by the beauty I’m bound by desire I’m bound by the duty I’m coming back in 500 years And the first thing I’m gonna do When I get back here Is to see these things I love And they’d better be here First I’m going to fin...

Calling all angels

Santa Maria, Santa Teresa, Santa Anna, Santa Susannah Santa Cecilia, Santa Copelia, Santa Domenica, Mary Angelica Frater Achad, Frater Pietro, Julianus, Petronilla Santa, Santos, Miroslaw, Vladimir and all the rest Oh, a man is placed upon the steps, a b...

Dancing Class

I like to take a dancing class each year It helps myself to keep in touch with me And the girls I meet are different Than the ones I meet at work And there’s always at least one sensitive guy There is a girl I like to pair up with She comes from German...

Everything Reminds Me of My Dog

Everything reminds me of my dog The guy in the store reminds me of my dog Telephones remind me of my dog ... yoo-hoo Taxicabs remind me too If you remind me of my dog We’ll probably git along little doggie git along Git along little doggie git a ... Sm...

Extra Executives

Blowing kisses off his face Like flies - like little flies Blowing like a grouper fish Floating through the reefs His card says “executive” But it mumbles “just a salesman” He’s not sure just who you are But you might be a good connection Extra execu...

Hotel Room 417

Hey baby, I'm in town and I thought I'd give you a call Maybe we could get together, have dinner, go to a show Maybe go to a museum, an art gallery Get to know each other, slowly, over time, don't be nervous, baby I'm not And, no, thanks Hotel du Vie,...

I Muse Aloud

My baby I know I make him feel so good He’s prostrate on the highest cloud I love to be with him With him I love to be Of him I wish to muse aloud And I know what he’s thinking I know what he’s saying I know what he’s doing When he’s walking down...

Ingrid and the Footman

She didn’t get him He didn’t really get her either They got together Not the stuff of movies Let me be your Main Man Let me be your Cowboy Let me do your Boogaloo Hmmm ... what does this make me? I see ... then I’ll be the Indian Then I’ll be the In...

It Can't Rain All The Time

We walked the narrow path, beneath the smoking skies. Sometimes you can barely tell the difference between darkness and light. Do you have faith in what we believe? The truest test is when we cannot, when we cannot see. I hear pounding feet in the...

Love Is Everything

Maybe it was to learn how to love Maybe it was to learn how to leave Maybe it was for the games we played Maybe it was to learn how to choose Maybe it was to learn how to lose Or maybe it was for the love we made Oh, love is everything they said it wou...

Map of the World (Part II)

You mentioned La Piéta, the dotted line The holy flapping dress, white legs carving darkness And you traced your thoughts on the tablecloth as you were speaking So when you left I grabbed the white and telling tablecloth And I carried it out into the empt...

Mimi on the Beach

I scan the horizon for you, Mimi I scan for the both of us I scan the horizon for you, Mimi I stand and scan on the strand of sand Stand and scan on the strand of sand But first I’m sitting over here See that gaggle of guys and girls A typical day at t...

One More Colour

“Is it lasting?” And in asking The sphere becomes a line A dotted line And to follow it You must make a jump each time A dotted page A dotted hillside A blast of dots A blind reader A flock of sheep A blast of trumpet shots Here - all we have her...

Seven Steps to the Wall

Seven steps to the wall And turn around Seven steps to the window Turn around Three steps to the table - step around Move the chair ‘til it is square And then sit down Don’t Turn Around There Is a man In a room Empty place There’s a wall A table...

Symmetry (The Way Things Have to Be)

Or say you’re in a room and there’s a beautiful fire And you’re looking out the window At the snow and the winter streets below But your eyes keep returning to the fire This is what I’m thinking The reason your eyes keep returning to the fire Is because...

The Bird in the Gravel

THE MASTER: I was dreaming in the steam room Everything was so clear for a minute And I thought ... And the dripping tiles and ... And I said “I’ll confess everything Yes. I own this land I own these forests surrounding my ... My estate This is my te...

The Waitress

I have to clear your table I wipe it It’s right to keep it clean So I clean Yes – I clean Do you clean? Yes – I clean it I have to empty ashtrays So I empty them It’s right to keep them clean So I clean Yes – I clean I’m the queen of the clea...

The Walking (and Constantly)

The walking and constantly An endless stream of endless dreams That wheel and roll just past my shoulder The waiting and constantly An endless shift of sifting through The facts, the fey You never know for sure I was sure until they asked me Now I do...

When Spring Comes

Stand here on the bridge with me And look down below See how high the river is From all the melting snow I think the river is laughing Like a thousand old ladies Like a thousand silver chimes in the wind Ah, when Spring comes There's nothing you can...

You Don't Need

I think it is the hardest When I see you look at her In a way I thought was only meant for me Inspired by me And my heart is black and heavy It is slags of Merthyr Tydfil And it heaves once And then it sighs once And then there's nothing more You don...