Prijd Za Mnou K Veceru
and I was in corner booth thinking (pretending to read)
about the impossibility of one to love unconditionally
and the words that we drive into the ground:
their repitition starts to thin their meaning.
Then everything got frighteningly still as they entered and intersected the floor
and I tried to choke my stare at the perfection that others would kill for.
But all of the parts are the same on every face -- few variables change.
The differences pale when compared to the similarities they share.
Final
Grey Gardens
"It's very difficult to keep a line between the past and the present,
y'know what I mean?"
Honey, I'm a roller concrete clover, Tadzio, Tadzio
Arm wrestle your mother simply over, Tadzio, over you
But beware my heart can be a pin, a sharp silver dragonfly
Tryin' to get my mansions green
After I've grey gardens seen (gardens seen)
In between tonight and my tomorrows, Tadzio, where've you been?
In between tonight, I know it's Tadzio; Tadzio, don't you fight
Honey can you hear me, in between?
Been draggin' a dragonfly
Tryin' to my mansions green
After I've grey gardens seen (gardens seen)
Honey, won't you hold me tight (hold me tight)
Get me through grey gardens tonight
Tadzio, Tadzio
Tadzio, Tadzio
Tryin' to get my mansions green
After I've grey gardens seen (gardens seen)
Honey, won't you hold me tight? (hold me tight)
Get my through grey gardens tonight
Tadzio, Tadzio
Tadzio, Tadzio