January, 1979
Saw a terrible crash and I couldn’t help but laugh
As my ear pressed against the past like a glass on a wall of a house in a photograph
My forehead no longer sweet with holy kisses worthy of your fiery lips
I was floating in a peaceful sea rescued by a sinking ship
If I could [bad word] the servant of all, no lower place to fall (If could be your servant)
If I could [bad word] the servant of all, no lower place to fall (If I could be your servant)
If I could [bad word] the servant of all, no lower place to fall (If could be your servant)
If I could [bad word] the servant of all, no lower place to fall (If I could be your servant)
You watch me like a ten car highway wreck with detached, vulgar curiosity
This looking down at the tops of the hats of us passers-by from your 7th floor balcony
From such a height you missed creatures too small for sight carry on covert conversations
As the misguided insects crown me their grasshopper king with a dance of celebration
After years with a crown on my head, I've grown overfed, unconcerned [bad word] numb
Kept busy indulging in the pleasures of the wealthy
(Someone make me afraid of what I’ve [bad word] )
At the first sign of possible sorrow, I turned my heels and ran
(Oh, I’ll never learn)
My life is a cup of sugar I’ve borrowed before time began and forgot to return
It was a matter of time—I always said I could see so now I’m going blind (I could be your servant)
It was a matter of time—I always said I could see so now I’m going blind (If I could be your servant)
It was a matter of time—I always said I could see so now I’m going blind (I could be your servant)
It was a matter of miserable time—but I heard somewhere there was a cure for useless eyes? (If I could be your servant)