The Curse
He opens his eyes falls in love at first sight
With the girl in the doorway
What beautiful lines and how full of life
After thousands of years what a face to wake up to
He holds back a sigh as she touches his arm
She dusts off the bed where 'til now he's been sleeping
And under miles of stone, the dried fig of his heart
Under scarab and bone starts back to its beating
She carries him home in a beautiful boat
He watches the sea from a porthole in stowage
He can hear all she says as she sits by his bed
And one day his lips answer her in her own language
The days quickly pass he loves making her laugh
The first time he moves it's her hair that he touches
She asks, ?€?Are you cursed??€? He says, ?€?I think that I'm cured?€?
Then he talks of the Nile and the girls in bulrushes
In New York he is laid in a glass covered case
He pretends he is dead people crowd round to see him
But each night she comes round and the two wander down
The halls of the tomb that she calls a museum
Often he stops to rest but then less and less
Then it's her that looks tired staying up asking questions
He learns how to read from the papers that she
Is writing about him and he makes corrections
It's his face on her book more and more come to look
Families from Iowa, upper west siders
Then one day it's too much he decides to get up
And as chaos ensues he walks outside to find her
She's using a cane and her face looks too pale
But she's happy to see him as they walk he supports her
She asks, ?€?Are you cursed??€? but his answer's obscured
In a sandstorm of flashbulbs and rowdy reporters
Such reanimation the two tour the nation
He gets out of limos he meets other women
He speaks of her fondly their nights in the museum
But she's just one more rag now he's dragging behind him
She stops going out she just lies there in bed
In hotels in whatever towns they are speaking
Then her face starts to set and her hands start to fold
And one day the dried fig of her heart stops its beating
Long ago on the ship she asked, ?€?Why pyramids??€?
He said, ?€?Think of them as an immense invitation?€?
She asked, ?€?Are you cursed??€? He said, ?€?I think that I'm cured?€?
Then he kissed her and hoped that she'd forget that question
Похожие новости.
Everybody Movin’
Soul clap [15x] Get up, get up! Yeah woah Me wanna see everybody on move Dance all Dollarman coming at ya We just wanna big up Cutee B Bob Sinclar It's like dancing, listen it It's the way just
Ты Там, Я Там
Ты где-то там, а я где-то там Разбросала нас с тобой Но если тебе, станет не по себе Телефон разрывается твой Припев: И катятся твои слёзы, по моим щекам И кажется не серьёзным, что ты там,
Холодно В Городе
Совершенно, совершенно ясно, мы Совершенно-совершенно разные. Ты ушел - я благодарна случаю, Да к лучшему, всё к лучшему, всё к лучшему, Все! Мы с тобой не пара, пара - не мы, Мы с тобой друг другу
Telephone
Hello hello baby you called I can't hear a thing I have got no service In the club, you say? say? Wha-wha-what did you say huh? You're breakin' up on me Sorry I cannot hear you I'm
What Becomes Of The Broken Hearted
As I walk this land of broken dreams I have visions of many things But happiness is just an illusion Filled with sadness and confusion What becomes of the broken-hearted Who had love that's now