singer, songwriter, rock 'n' roller
Set fire to the maps
'Til a cloud of smoke
Covers our eyes
Like a big black cloak.
Cut the cards
It's a brand-new deck,
Baby tilt your head
Let me kiss your neck.
Play the silver strings
For the silent face,
Spread your feathered wings
We will leave this place.
A cold wind blows
Through your temperament,
She says "All those words
Will never pay the rent."
She took off with the realist,
With the man who said the obvious;
She canceled her appointments
For the man who said the obvious.
I'm your 911,
What's your emergency;
Take a long deep breath,
What's your urgency?
Just a bitter laugh
And she walks away,
The boom went bust
And it's time to pay.
She threw away the manuscripts
For the man who said the obvious,
She vanished like a magic trick
With the man who said the obvious.
Someone to praise the worth,
And give her dreams of noble birth;
A golden clasp a diamond brooch,
A pumpkin turning to a coach.
'Neath a purple sky
Baby check the box,
In the lilac fields
Baby punch the clock.
'Neath the swallow's wings
Baby count the beans,
In the river song
Hear the money ring.
Her eyes became oblivious
For the man who said the obvious,
She put on her whitest dress
For the man who said the obvious.