In the morning you built her body
like a shell in the sea with deadly sharks
in the morning her many faces
her electrical fire eyes were made
If you’d please play with princes with me in the
city park
in the city is it easy in your city heart
I made a knot behind her head
into her shiny silent hair
if she were a siren I’d be dead
lying in arms of gold and red
And the drums are a living being
called to cause the mind to swell and grow
and if everyone’s in love with you
can my love be something you don’t know

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