Sunday, November 6, 2011

Tom Waits: Kiss Me


The fire's dyin' out
All the embers have been spent
Outside on the street
Lover's eyes in the shadows
You look at me
I look at you
There's only one thing
I want you to do

Kiss me
I want you to kiss me like a stranger once again
Kiss me like a stranger once again
I won't believe that our love's a mystery
I won't believe our love's a sin
I want you to kiss me like a stranger once again
You wear the same kind of perfume
You wore when we met
I suppose there's something comforting
In knowing what to expect
But when you brushed up against me
Before I knew your name
Everything was thrilling
'Cause nothin' was the same

Now I want you to kiss me
I want you to kiss me like a stranger once again
Kiss me like a stranger once again
I won't believe our love's a mystery
I won't believe our love's a sin
Oh will you kiss me like a stranger once again
I want you to kiss me like a stranger
Kiss me like a stranger once again

Monday, June 27, 2011

Bob Dylan: Tell Me

Tell me, I've got to know.
Tell me, tell me before I go.
Does that flame still burn? Does that fire still glow?
Or has it died out and melted like the snow.
Tell me.
Tell me.

Tell me, what are you focused upon?
Tell me what I'll know better when you're gone.
Tell me quick with a glance on the side.
Shall I hold you close?
Or Shall I let you go by?
Tell me.
Tell me.

Are you looking at me and thinking of somebody else?
Can you feel the heat and the beat of my pulse?
Do you have any secrets that will come out in time?
Do you lie in bed and stare at the stars?
Is your main friend an acquaintance of ours?
Tell me.
Tell me.

Tell me, do those neon lights blind your eyes?
Tell me, behind what door your treasure lies.
Ever gone broke in a big way?
Ever gone the opposite of what the experts say?
Tell me.
Tell me.

Is it some kind of game that you're playin' with me.
Am I imagining something that never can be?
Do you have any morals?
Do you have any point of view?
Do you long to ride on that old ship of Zion?
What means more to you, a lap dog or a dead lion?
Tell me.
Tell me.

Tell me, is my name in your book?
Tell me, should I come back and take another look?
Tell me the truth, tell me no lies.
Are you someone, anyone?
Tell me.
Tell me.

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