And now, somethign totally different:
Susan by Leonard Choen
Susan takes you down to her place near the river
You can hear the boats go by, you can spend the night beside her
And you know that she's half-crazy and thaqt's why you want to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges that comes all the way from China
And just when you're ment to tell he that you have no love to give her
She gets you on her wave-lenght and she lets the river answer that you've allways been her lover
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that you can trust her
For you've toched her perfect body with your mind
And Jeasus was a salior when he walked upon the water
And he spend a long time watching from his lonelly wooden tower
And when he knew for sertain only drowning men could seee him
He said all men shall be salior then until the sea shall free them
But he himself was broken long before the sky would open
Forsaken, allmost human, he sank beneath our wisdom like a stone
And you want to travel with him
And you want to travel blind
And you think that you can trust him
For he's totched your perfect body with his mind
Now Susan takes your hand and she leads you to the river
She's wearing rags and feathers from Salvation Army countries
And the sun pours down like honey on our lady of the harbor
And she shows you where to look among the garbages and the flowers
There are hereos in the sea-bed, there are children in the morning
They are leaning out for love and they will lean that way forever
While Susan holds me mirror
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that you can trust her
For she's totched your perfect body with your mind
Leonard Coen is a true poet, don't you think? <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" />
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