Book of Longing
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I can’t make the hills The system is shot I’m living on pills For which I thank G-d I followed the course
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
If it be your will That I speak no more And my voice be still As it was before I will speak no more
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…
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…
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…
My lady can sleep Upon a handkerchief Or if it be Fall Upon a fallen leaf. I have seen the hunters
The birds they sang at the break of day Start again I heard them say Don’t dwell on what
If you want a lover I’ll do anything you ask me to And if you want another kind of lo… I’ll wear a mask for you If you want a partner
1. You came to me this morning And you handled me like meat. You´d have to live alone to know How good that feels, how sweet. My mirror twin, my next of kin,
Now in Vienna there’s ten pretty… There’s a shoulder where Death co… There’s a lobby with nine hundred… There’s a tree where the doves go… There’s a piece that was torn from…
Poetry is just the evidence of lif…
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
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…
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