At nights like this I dream in blue because you
Were everything I once thought to be true
At night when the roar of the street turns cars into clouds of smoke
Beneath barefoot feet,
Rosary beads and a broken tambourine,
Tapping tango of a vintage cigarette and only the dogs and the cats knew
What was coming next, oh Earl
When a volcano threatened to conquer our trembling city
You took a taste of this, and pondered
The life of a coal miner and
Being insane in sane places
Where everything results in a yes or no answer
Silent footsteps on the dance floor
Mother nature, you weep.
It’s like throwing a drop of water into the ocean
When everyone wonders what its like to be you
Wondering what its like to be.
Checked and balanced to hell, books stacked high, vistaril
Pray tell, as you wander the third and fourth floor
Is any of this real?
Looking for some angelic eye candy
Dreaming of going to sleep
In a tropical storm
Trying to say yes-yes no
But dear god, you never go.
In the alleyway, you heard a tale
Of explosions on a mountaintop
And men painted black with soot trying to escape.
There are disasters everywhere and you once thought
You would go back in time to the roaring twenties
Until you realized you might be poor.
Sometimes we must remind ourselves
we have changed, we have changed-
But Ethiopia is sovereign, still
Or so I have heard.
And the best of tanks and poison gas could not triumph
Over spears and rocks, or so I have learned.
And each night
We falter, stumble, wonder
Jealous when everyone else is on more intriguing drugs
Asking could violins scream a more desperate love?
And the moonbeams have not answered me.
At nights like these I dream of two
Cards facedown on calendar papers
The sentry engages our escape, nightly romps to homeless shelters
Left behind in summer swelter
Fanning my elegy
White lies are lies nonetheless
And I can sing in the dark or slip out of this dress
Will a glimpse stave off, satisfaction for today?
I could exceed wildest dreams
It’s disappointment either way.