Suzanne Vega piosenki

Black on the red and the red on the black. It's a tic of a tired mind. Come and sit down, won't you try your luck. See if you unwind. Never use your threes and twos. Follow superstition. Otherwise you are going to lose. Compulsion makes you listen. Take what...

Solitude stands by the window She turns her head as I walk in the room I can see by her eyes she's been waiting Standing in the slant of the late afternoon And she turns to me with her hand extended Her palm is split with a flower with a flame Solitude...

If I had met you on some journey Where would we be now If we had met some eastbound train Through some black sleeping town Would you have worn your silken robes All made of royal blue? Would I have dressed in smoke and fire For you to see through? If we had...

The reproach in your daughter's most beautiful face made me wonder just how she could know of that something that happened between you and me so much more than a long time ago Her mother, I can see, lives within her still cause she looked at me with her eyes...

If sand waves were sound waves What song would be in the air now What stinging tune Could split this endless noon And make the sky swell with rain If war were a game that a man or a child Could think of winning What kind of rule Can overthrow a fool...

I am a man I've been working all my days This is my accounting Of my means and of my ways More years are behind me now Than years that are ahead Looking back I feel This is my story to be said I faced my father down Inside the hallway of our home 1...

call on that saint and the candle that burns keeping her safe until her return plaster and paint holding the fire a poor woman's saint holding all man's desire bold little bird fly away home could I but ride herd on the wind and the foam all of the souls...

I don't care for tights, she says and does not tell me why She hikes her skirt above her knee revealing one brown thigh I see, I say, and wonder at her slender little fingers How cleverly they pull upon the threads of recent slumbers Do you know wher...

There's a sound Across the alley Of cold metal Touching skin And you can see If you look in her window That she has gone and cut Her hair again In straight lines Straight lines Those soft golden lights in the morning Are now on her wooden floor...

On any southern afternoon If anyone would care to look A face appears inside a house A terrible face it is sexless and white It is dim like the faces in dreams It's Miss Amelia She's waiting by the window Remembering the laughing In the cafe down below Once...

I like you and you like him and he likes me and we all love each other. We like to sit in the cafe and eat and drink and talk all day and watch the sun. We like to read the newspaper and talk about him and her and who is getting along with who these days, and...

Think about the world you know Now think of where it wants to go All things you can see around you You can change them Rearrange them in your mind If you've heard tales of transformation Now then one two three, You could be the man who played god H...

I have dreamed that many men Have marched across this field I have wished that I could take each man And hold him against the flame in my heart I had a dream that my face was old And all the children came to see First they laughed and then they ran And I slam...

The soldier came knocking upon the queen's door He said, "I am not fighting for you any more" The queen knew she'd seen his face someplace before And slowly she let him inside. He said, "I've watched your palace up here on the hill And I've wondered who'...

I am sitting by my window; I am thinking of my rent. I am looking through my pockets, and I'm wondering where it went. I am feeling like the Devil, maybe like the Devil's wife. I am singing for my supper. I am singing for my life. Things go up and things go d...

When I was a little girl Younger than nine or ten I once spoke to the Silver Lady But I never saw her again. To me she flew out of the sky She was born riding on the water Her hair blew all around her She was the crazy man's only daughter. I used to see her...

He is not my friend, but he is with me Like a shadow is with a foot that falls His hand is on my back when I step from the sidewalk Or when I'm walking down these darkened halls He's the Thin Man With a date for me To arrive at some point I don't know when it...

Those whole girls Hurl down words Run in packs With bloom to spare They know health Know it well Skim the cream And fill the brim Drip with news Spin intact Blaze and stun And feel no lack Breathe with ease Need no mercy Move in light Run in...

Oh Mom, the dreams are not so bad It's just that there's so much to do And I'm tired of sleeping Oh Mom, the old man is telling me something His eyes are wide and his mouth is thin And I just can't hear what he's saying Oh Mom, I wonder when I'll be wa...

I am sitting In the morning At the diner On the corner I am waiting At the counter For the man To pour the coffee And he fills it Only halfway And before I even argue He is looking Out the window At somebody Coming in "It is...