Eva Luna Dressed down in a winter coat Did turn your ear Talking backwards Words written in a sullen tone Short and sincere As light hits Brigadoon
My mother was a Chinese trapeze artist In pre-war Paris Smuggling bombs for the underground And she met my father At a fete in Aix-en-Provence He was
Anabelle Leigh Do you consent to be my only love I see you there on the bed You're shirt lays bare, your thin white arms And surely by now Surely by now
Carrie, your eyes seem always crying Pressed against your breat And lay me down while the day lies dying Carrie, your eyes are all that I have left Carrie
These slick black suits and ties Will open up your eyes. It's not the life you pictured in your head So sit back take your time, It's slipping on the
Monday fell hard like the weight the world, Weighing down my shoulders Tuesday why do you stay so late this I can't abide So I stand in line so I wait
So lay back now, can't you Let your mind unbraid you Summer reading, this passage you like So lay the lights low, can't you Let your soul unwind you Drop
Slow down, You're tripping on your laces While you're climbing up your stairs. You got your moon boots a-buckled. You'll catch yourself pneumonia But
and in the midst of the explosion comin' down you sit barefoot on your porch and all the times you'd say we'd be sorry now but I'm not sorry now, I'm
An eight ball And two and all Is how I measure the length that I must go To outrun you standing still A soft flight And such delight A nervous
Tender the light, I left you for your better half. Tender the light, I left you for your better half. It's not better by half. But, I'm not the only
Oh Mary this London's a wonderful sight There's people here working by day and by night They don't sew potatoes nor barley nor wheat There's gangs
I'm out on a bender Drink too much I might get you You're out on a bender too Sleep through the morning Sheets of mine invite me You sleep through the
Things you said were they true? a?cause I haven't got a clue and wouldn't know if they were not true. a?Cause I am here, paper doll and I am waiting
Summer, it came like a light across the highlands and we laid it down. You wore a dress made of light from the islands and we sent postcards home. In
A candle for you a strong wind to guide you from the harbour so take it with you to leave late either one will tell you which you never hope to find you
So I guess I'll make due with all that was handed down and shyly return from this all night kickaround Quiet and cursed these tired bones demured to
