04 May 2005

"You know darn well"

This is for a friend of mine. She wants magic. She deserves magic. With me as a friend, she gets this. Let it be a reminder to all y'all:


I never believed in things that I couldn't see
I said if I can't feel it then how can it be
No, no magic could happen to me
And then I saw you

I couldn't believe it, you took my heart
I couldn't retrieve it, said to myself
What's it all about
Now I know there can be no doubt

You can do magic
You can have anything that you desire
Magic, and you know
You're the one who can put out the fire

You know darn well
When you cast your spell you will get your way
When you hypnotize with your eyes
A heart of stone can turn to clay
Doo, doo, doo ... [never forget that part - that's important]

And when the rain is beatin' upon the window pane
And when the night it gets so cold, when I can't sleep
Again you come to me
I hold you tight, the rain disappears
Who would believe it
With a word you dry my tears

You can do magic
You can have anything that you desire
Magic, and you know
You're the one who can put out the fire

You know darn well
When you cast your spell you will get your way
When you hypnotize with your eyes
A heart of stone can turn to clay
Doo, doo, doo ...

And if I wanted to
I could never be free
I never believed it was true
But now it's so clear to me

You can do magic
You can have anything that you desire
Magic, and you know
You're the one who can put out the fire

You know darn well
When you cast your spell you will get your way
When you hypnotize with your eyes
A heart of stone can turn to clay
Doo, doo, doo ...

You're the one who can put out the fire
You're the one who can put out the fire
You're the one who can put out the fire ...

--

Wow. Frost was a hack. THAT is poetry. America Rules [yes, the band AND the country]...to think I'd never heard of "Green Monkey":

When the deep blue night is running close on your track
And you can feel the green monkey crawlin' across your back
Don't take me so real that you forget how to feel
Don't let the threat of the dagger turn your heart into steel

Smell the perfume of the silent dream
Fly the ocean, read a story to me
Speak the wisdom of a redwood tree
Speak to me

So you think that star cluster shining bright in the sky
Will speak the fate of your evening, tell the truth to your lie
Don't let the features you read control the tickets you buy
Soon as you learn that you live, you're just beginning to die

Smell the perfume of the silent dream
Fly the ocean, read a story to me
Speak the wisdom of a redwood tree
Speak to me

Smell the perfume of the silent dream
Fly the ocean, read a story to me
Speak the wisdom of a redwood tree
Speak to me

2 Comments:

Blogger Kath said...

Thanks, Tim. Just . . .thanks. xoxo

4:50 PM  
Blogger Kath said...

when shit rains on your head like the stalest of pizzas ... and the good folks, the folks that have seen this happen countless times before and will be there next time too, show you kindness - tears are shed with a sheepish grin and restore both faith in self and humanity. i am blessed to have such friends.

4:56 PM  

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