|Lyrics:||Lacking sleep and food and vision|
here I am again, encamped upon you
nourishment, encouragement and
sanctity and more.
The streets seemed
I put on my bravest guide -
I know you know that I am acting,
I can see
it in your eyes.
In the harsh light of freedom I know
that I cannot deny that I have
time, have frittered it away in idle boasts
of my freedom and idelity, when
words would have profited the most...
... it isn't enough in the end, when
looking for hope.
Through the organ-monkey screams as the
pipes begin to
still he'll go through the dance routines
just as long as he thinks they'll
just as long as he knows that it's dance,
smile - or quit.
Like a monkey I
dance to a strange tune
when all of those years I've longed to lie
with you but have
bogged myself down in
the web of talk, quack philosophy
and sophistry -
I've always baulked, like the
man in the chair who believes it's beyond
I've been hiding behind words,
fearing a deeper flame exists,
faintly aware of
of opportunities I have missed,
Vut the nearness and the smell of you,
Rossa from head to toe...
I don't know what I'm telling you,
but I think you ought to
soon the dam wall will break, soon the
water will flow.
Though the organ-monkey
as the organ-grinder plays
he's hoping, at the most,
for an end to the dancing
still, he hops up and down on his perch
in th usual jerky way.
Though it might
mean an end to all
friendship there's something
I'm working up to say.
me what you will;
I know that you think you feel my pain-
no matter if that's just the
If we made love now would that change
all that has gone before?
Of course it
would, there's no way it could
ever be the same...
one more line crossed,
Now I need more than just words, though
the options are plain that
lead from all
I we make love now it will change all that
never could we agree in the same
One more world lost,
more heaven gained.
Ls Rossa, you know me, you read me as
though I am
though I know it there's no way in which I can pass -
though it means that you'll
finish my story
at last I'd trade all the clever talk,
the joking, the smoking and the
all the midnight conversation, all the
friendship, all the words and all the
for the warmth of your body,
the more vivid touch of your lips.
burning behind me,
all safety beyond reach,
the monkey feels his chains out
only to find himself released.
Take me, take me now and hold me deep
your ocean bodym
wash me as some flotsam to the shore,
there leave me lying
Drown me, drown me now and hold me
down before your naked hunger,
at the altar of the night -
give me life