Saturday, August 19, 2006

To my sweetheart across the seas. Lost that she is.

Visions of sin

Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet?
We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it.
And Louise holds a handful of rain,
temptin' you to defy it.

The empty-handed painter from your streets.
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets.
This sky, too, is folding under you.
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind,
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves,
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach,
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.

There were good time and there were bad times, think I've got the blues.


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