Book of Longing
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The ponies run, the girls are youn… The odds are there to beat You win a while, and then it’s don… Your little winning streak And summoned now to deal
When they poured across the border I was cautioned to surrender, this I could not do; I took my gun and vanished. I have changed my name so often,
Out of the thousands who are known or want to be known… maybe one or two are genuine and the rest are fakes, hanging around the sacred precinct…
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…
Well my friends are gone and my ha… I ache in the places where I used… And I’m crazy for love but I’m no… I’m just paying my rent every day Oh in the Tower of Song
I loved you in the morning, our ki… your hair upon the pillow like a s… yes, many loved before us, I know… in city and in forest they smiled… but now it’s come to distances and…
It’s true that all the men you kne… who said they were through with de… Every time you gave them shelter I know that kind of man It’s hard to hold the hand of anyo…
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
Now I've heard there was a secret… That David played, and it pleased… But you don't really care for musi… It goes like this The fourth, the fifth
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
The birds they sang at the break of day Start again I heard them say Don’t dwell on what
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…
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…
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
One by one, the guests arrive The guests are coming through The open-hearted many The broken-hearted few And no one knows where the night i…