Book of Longing
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Ah we’re drinking and we’re dancin… and the band is really happening and the Johnny Walker wisdom runn… And my very sweet companion she’s the Angel of Compassion
Like a bird on the wire Like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free Like a worm on a hook Like a knight from some old-fashio…
The light came through the window, Straight from the sun above, And so inside my little room There plunged the rays of Love. In streams of light I clearly saw
It’s coming through a hole in the… from those nights in Tiananmen Sq… It’s coming from the feel that this ain’t exactly real, or it’s real, but it ain’t exactly…
I remember you well in the Chelse… you were talking so brave and so s… giving me head on the unmade bed, while the limousines wait in the s… Those were the reasons and that wa…
Oh the sisters of mercy, they are… They were waiting for me when I t… And they brought me their comfort… Oh I hope you run into them, you… Yes you who must leave everything…
It’s four in the morning, the end… I’m writing you now just to see if… New York is cold, but I like wher… There’s music on Clinton Street a… I hear that you’re building your l…
And who by fire, who by water, who in the sunshine, who in the ni… who by high ordeal, who by common… who in your merry merry month of m… who by very slow decay,
I saw you this morning. You were moving so fast. Can’t seem to loosen my grip On the past. And I miss you so much.
The birds they sang at the break of day Start again I heard them say Don’t dwell on what
Come over to the window, my little… I’d like to try to read your palm. I used to think I was some kind o… before I let you take me home. Now so long, Marianne, it’s time…
Suddenly the night has grown colde… The god of love preparing to depar… Alexandra hoisted on his shoulder, They slip between the sentries of… Upheld by the simplicities of plea…
Give me back my broken night my mirrored room, my secret life it’s lonely here, there’s no one left to torture Give me absolute control
I went down to the place Where I knew she lay waiting Under the marble and the snow I said, Mother I’m frightened The thunder and the lightning
Many men have loved the bells you fastened to the rein, and everyone who wanted you they found what they will always w… Your beauty lost to you yourself