you and you and then more
blood and sweat and tears just flow
around us and around we go
we long and cry and hope and fear
we never seem to be right here
now I stub out my cigarette
thinking of the day we met
And so much seduces you
sex for sale reduces you
to parody and farce
feelings cheap and sparse
Mad desires
frozen fires
sad desires
douse the fireI'm drinking in a bar
I'm wondering where you are
all the women passing by
full of beauty so damn right
flickering like flame and fire
on the altars of desire
you never seem to be right here
but your memory's so dear
refr.
1990
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