Are we to speak, first day of the week Stumbling words at the bar Beauty blue eyes, my order of fries Long island kindness and wine Beloved of John, I get it all wrong I read you for some kind of stone Covered in lines, the fossils I find Have they no life of their own?
So can we pretend sweetly Before the mystery ends? I am a man with a heart that offends With its lonely and greedy demands There’s only a shadow of me; in a manner of speaking I'm dead
Such a waste, your beautiful face Slumbering carpet arise But you and your ring, your life-giving string Come to me now as a friend If history speaks, the kiss on my cheek I’m painting the hills blue and red They said beware, Lord hear my prayer Anointing my love on your head
So can we be friends sweetly Before the mystery ends? I love you more than the world can contain In its loneliest ramshackle head There’s only a shadow of me; in a manner of speaking I'm dead
I’m holding my breath My signature death What can be said of my heart? If history speaks, the kiss on my cheek Where there remains but a mark Beloved my John, so I’ll carry on Counting my cards down to one And when I am dead, return to the bed My fossil is bright in the sun
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