I seek the earth, these timeless tranquil waves That have since turned to dust, an endless phase. I carry with me a heavy heart of stone, That belongs deep inside the place for which I mourn. Beyond love, beyond lust, beyond art This constant yearning beats inside More than my own craving heart. This muse of passion stealing my restless soul Senses intoxicated takes its toll Heaven meets Earth with dusk's dark kiss Taste my love within this chalice It torments the inner artist. Devoted reverence for the most beautiful dream Becomes reality out of the faintest gleam. Worlds come closer with the touch of your fire Winding into towers of wordless choirs. Beyond love, far above Beyond art, you're the blood of my heart.

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Ain't it just like the night to play tricks When you're trying to be so quiet? We sit here stranded though we're all doing our best to deny it And Louise holds a handful of rain tempting you to defy it Lights flicker from the opposite loft In this room the heat pipes just cough The country music station plays soft But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off Just Louise and her lover, so entwined And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind In the empty lot where the ladies play Blind man's bluff with the key chain And the all-night girls They whisper of escapades out on the D-train We can hear the night-watch man click his flashlight Ask himself if it's him or them that's insane Louise, she's alright, she's just near She's delicate and seems like the mirror But she just makes it all to concise and too clear That Johanna's not here The ghost of electricity howls in the bones of her face Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place And now little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously And when bringing her name up, he speaks of a farewell kiss to me He's sure got a lot of gall to be so useless and all Muttering small talk at the wall while I'm in the hall Oh, how can I explain, it's so hard to get on? And these visions of Johanna, they've kept me up past the dawn Inside the museums infinity goes up on trial Voices echo, "This is what salvation must be like after a while" But Mona Lisa must have had the highway blues You can tell by the way she smiles See the primitive wallflower freeze When the jelly-faced women all sneeze Hear the one with the mustache say "Jeez, I can't find my knees" Both jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel The peddler now speaks to the countess Who's pretending to care for him Saying, "Name me someone that's not a parasite And I'll go out and say a prayer for him" But like Louise always says, "You can't look at much, can you man as she herself prepares for him?" And Madonna, she still has not showed We see this empty cage now corrode Where her cape of the stage once had flowed The fiddler, he now steps to the road He writes, "Everything's been returned which was owed" On the back of the fish truck that loads while my conscience explodes The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain