Patricia Barber
the storyteller
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I have loved you a thousand times,
cared not a whit you were not mine.
The wise men say I dove too deep,
but fools can swim and breathe in sleep.
Under the blue, under the air,
Magicians we can conjure where
the slightest sigh above the floor
is like a scream we do bear more
interest to cease
desire within split seconds of a pause so thin.
This shooting breathes like molten glass
and so we blow it is our task,
to tender well the shyest need
the silent prayer as thought were deed.
- Álbum:
- Smash
- The Cole Porter Mix
- Miscellaneous
- Nachtcafé - A Smooth Sax & Piano Jazz Session
- 50 Best of Blue Note
- Nightclub
- The Premonition Years: 1994-2002
- Café Blue
- Lady Sings the Blues
- Rio Mania
- Live: A Fortnight In France
- Jazz in the City
- Companion
- The Best Smooth Jazz... Ever!
- A Distortion of Love
- Jazz for Dinner 2 (Brigitte Edition 2003)
- Female in Jazz: Relax
- Modern Cool
- I Heard It On NPR: Jazz For Blue Nights
- Jazz History, Volume 4: The New Era 1969-Now