The ruthless turbaned bandit Turns his back upon the cradle As angry as you ever can recall And even though it's raining You're yet to join the flowers on the wall
I've waited for a chance To paint your blue town red Slept where monsters dance On the flowers in your hand Fools go rushing in Where angels fear to tread
The late night contingent Has a question that it poses And they're smoking all The flowers you've arranged And the blind poet enters Beheading all you roses To make up for the beauty You've regained
I've waited for a chance.....
A heart may break in a twist of fate And be thrown upon the pile My bed still whirls though I see other girls When I stare a thousand miles A heart may break in a certain time and place But a friend still knows If it's her kiss on your smile
Your yellow dressed athena Assaults your very windows And troubles all the clouds Around your bed And in the nearby land of the lovers The one-eyed man is crazy 'cause lovers are too blind To hear a word that the fool has said
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