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under blue and silver sky, far from the sea
snow-laden breezes, wild and free
come to do-si-do my love and me
in the land of the cold sunshine
where the highway runs, a scar, right through the snow
every turn a vista or a glittering plateau
we take the high road
through the land of the cold sunshine

It's clear as tattoos on your eyes:
a story not heard in the bright palace light
can only be told as a secret of night.
The girl in the garden and I

From a Knife to a Lantern and back, back again,
she closes her eyes and weaves wonders.
They hang in the air, hold my breath like a hunter.

I'm in love with the goddess who lives down the street
I've got clouds on my agenda and a spring in my feet
and I wonder if she knows.
I am smiling at strangers like I usually will
like a cat with a canary who will surely fit the bill
and I wonder if she knows
What am I thinking? I've got too much to do!
I've got no time to go running after dreams or chasing after you,

You can say your prayers, work your rites
burn your little candles day and night
you can shimmy 'til dawn to the pounding drums
but you best be ready when the Horned One comes, yeah

If you wake to the sound of a hunting horn,
dance a ring in the gathering storm.
If the Solstice time gets your panties in a wad,

Lady on the road, not afraid to let go
I'll leave you just because I can,
and ride alone just like a gypsy man
just Django and the land
I'm not about to let go this road,
at least not until I know.
Miss a beat and you'll not find me
where you did a month ago

One flies in to case the joint,
boldly struts around.
Two fly in to make it three,
laugh a while and knock each other down.
Four flies in with a frowning walk
gains a laugh from out a squawk
but it's five who owns the place
and proves it with a look, stopping

green and black
yellow red
rub your belly, pat your head
corners, edges
middle part
close one eye before you start
nine times backwards
sideways 'round

People treat you differently
when they believe you've gone where they could never go
and seen beyond the kind horizon
of the only life they know

The minute you get back to town
your family's turned upside-down
it's better just to keep going

Paragon of dignity
untouchable and lethal
but there's more to life than shuriken.

sudden death comes easy
when you practice every day
you'll think you're ten feet tall and bulletproof
until you pass my way

from far away I'm coveting your white violet skin
and missing the fall of your hair
worlds away I'm courting your everything
and giving you all that i dare
i long to stay but the road has my number
still i don't have to miss you for long
little did I know, all these new thoughts of home
come Tuesday or Wednesday I'm gone

We raise and raze our city like the strangest house of cards, a
ghost-breath mist of snow;
A ghost-breath mist of snow where no snow falls,
For we are Atlantis, and the town of Prester John.
Three weeks apart from never, we dance and do not fall.
We are Shangri-La.

History has dreamed of us. History has dreamed of this.