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11 November 2010

WILD IS THE WIND

love me
love me
love me
love me
say you do
let me fly away with you
for my love is like the wind
and wild is the wind
wild is the wind
give me more than one caress
satisfy this hungriness
let the wind blow through your heart
oh wild is the wind
wild is the wind
you touch me
i hear the sound of mandolins
you kiss me
with your kiss my life begins
you’re spring to me
all things to me
don’t you know you’re life itself
like the leaf clings to the tree
oh my darling cling to me
for we’re like creatures in the wind
and wild is the wind
wild is the wind
wild is the wind
wild is the wind
wild is the wind

LADY GRINNING SOUL

she’ll come
she’ll go
she’ll lay belief on you
skin sweet with musky oil
the lady from another grinning soul
cologne she’ll wear
silver and americard
she’ll drive a beetle car
and beat you down at cool canasta
and when the clothes are strewn
don’t be afraid of the room
touch the fullness of her breast
feel the love of her caress
she will be your living end
she’ll come
she’ll go
she’ll lay belief on you
but she won’t stake her life on you
how can life become her point of view
and when the clothes are strewn
don’t be afraid of the room
touch the fullness of her breast
feel the love of her caress
she will be your living end

LET ME SLEEP BESIDE YOU

baby baby
brush the dust of youth from your shoulder
because the years of threading daisies
lie behind you now
don’t return to fields of green
where rainbow secrets were told
place your ragged doll with all the toys and paints and deeds
i will show you a game
where the winner never wins
let your hair hang down
wear the dress your mother wore
let me sleep beside you
lock away your childhood
and throw away the key
for now the streets and city sounds will burn your eyes as coals
we shall drink the oldest wine
and velvet skies will linger
child
you’re a woman now
your heart and soul are free
i will boldly light that lamp
and we shall walk together
let your hair hang down
wear the dress your mother wore
let me sleep beside you
your darkened eyes throw mystery
but your lips are void of history
you could not imagine that it could happen this way
could you
i will give you dreams
and i’ll tell you things you’ll like to hear
let your hair hang down
wear the dress your mother wore
let me sleep beside you

how to say BOWIE: although his name is often pronounced as BOW-ee (-ow as in now), the pronunciation that he uses and we recommend is BOH-ee (-oh as in no).


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