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"LOU, LOU, LOU......"


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CANDY SAYS


Candy says, I've come to hate my body
And all that it requires in this world

Candy says, I'd like to know completely
What all they discretely talk about

I'm gonna watch the blue birds fly
over my shoulder
I'm gonna watch them pass me by
maybe when I'm older

What do you think I'd see
if I could walk away from me

Candy says, I hate the quiet places
That cause the smallest taste of what will be

Candy says, I hate the big decisions
That cause endless revisions in my mind

I'm gonna watch the bluebirds fly
over my shoulder
I'm gonna watch them pass me by
maybe when I'm older

What do you think I'd see
if I could walk away from me

-from THE VELVET UNDERGROUND (1969-MGM)
(the same year I was born...)

I'LL BE YOUR MIRROR


I'll be your mirror
reflect what you are, in case you don't know
I'll be the wind, the rain and the sunset
the light on your door to show that you're home

When you think the night has seen your mind
that inside you're twisted and unking
Let me stand to show that you are blind
Please put down your hands - 'cause I see you

I find it hard
to believe you don't know, the beauty you are
But if you don't, let me be your eyes
a hand in your darkness, so you won't be afraid

When you think the night has seen your mind
that inside you're twisted and unkind
Let me stand to show that you are blind
Please put down your hand - 'cause I see you

I'll be your mirror....

-from THE VELVET UNDERGROUND & NICO (1967- VERVE)


DIME STORE MYSTERY


He was lying banged and battered, skewered and bleeding
talking crippled on the Cross
Was his mind reeling and heaving hallucinating
fleeting what a loss

The things he hadn't touched or kissed his senses
slowly stripped away
Not like Buddha not like Vishnu
life wouldn't rise through him again

I find it easy to believe
that he might question his beliefs
The beginning of the Last Tempation
Dime Store Mystery

The duality of nature, Godly nature,
human nature splits the soul
Fully human, fully divine and divided
the great immortal soul

Split into pieces, whirling pieces, opposites
attract
From the front, the side, the back
the mind itself attacks

I know the feeling, I know it from before
Descartes through Hegal belief is never sure
Dime Store Mystery, Last Temptation

I was sitting drumming thinking thumping pondering
the Mysteries of Life
Outside the city shrieking screaming whispering the Mysteries of Life

There's a funeral tomorrow
at St. Patrick's the bells will ring for you
Ah, what must you have been thinking
when you realized the time had come for you

I wish I hadn't thrown away my time
on so much Human and so much less Divine
The end of the Last Temptation
The end of a Dime Store Mystery

-from NEW YORK (1989-SIRE)