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the saint of orleans

sunday morning angel
blue wings and purple hair
fingers tattooed at the tip of her shoulder
if the sun vacates your skies it's over
children sing songs of burgundy rovers
I am your rent my lover

camel crushes
rated your sweet plushes
crowded voices
but no one hushes
the chaos is lovely
but it's the misery that touches
my sunday morning angel

arched smiles 
a mother apart from her child
it's been a while since you last foul
you're just a number on speed dial
outside the cafe
a voice some what raspy
a favor indeed
if you choose to ask me
deflower before me 
and life just may not last me 

city towers 
you and me minus the hours
in the neon lights
walk the stars that fail to touch the sky's
apartment 1210
where art thou twelve sinners
the cellos that failed everyday men
the displacements
only seen through a heavens lens 

the saint of Orleans
bard windows
crucify your friends
i'll lend you a noose to tie your ends
and when it all ends 
think of my sunday morning angel
she never warned you of danger
but she adored the insanity within your anger

my sunday morning angel 
is like loving a widower
you never know
what's on the other side of the window
buildings that touch the sky
ceilings that never die
capsize the truth
baptize whatever you knew
there was a time it was just me and you

"songs in a book reflect vacancy"

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  1. Date: 3/9/2011 6:31:00 AM
    Nice use of city images and sounds to shroud your unrequited love. A thought-provoking medley of sights and sounds.