Sunday, 9 October 2016

Drive me through, all night

Well I wonder
where it starts and where it ends?
the road might go somewhere
down amidst the dying mist,
perfumed senses maybe?
says the devil thy musky delusions, but maybe?
the liquor of mercury holds me uptight,
the nightingale above and purple sky, right?
where's the angel?
oh, look at the comet, it goes by so bright
the alchemy's agenda is all night
oh dear friend
drive me through, all night

Take me to the solace and cool winds:
I am a vivid and dazed woman, oh my Wince
I am your Gabriela in disguise,
I am an Ursula in spite,
I can be a gypsy to entice
But--- right know I am gay and oddly bright,
So take me there, dear friend,
take me to a ride through the night,
among these mountains and the road before us,
we shall ascend the skies
and we shall look down upon it all,
the cities so many, their roofs and all,
we shall see the rising domes and rocks,
also the people praising and loathing and all,
we shall see it in a single glance
and we shall be the heroes.

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