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Subject: b/blue_david/midnight_through_morning.crd
Date: Sun, 08 Jun 1997 17:22:16 GMT
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David Blue Midnight Through Morning written by David Blue
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The room it was lit up me too I couldnt sit up[/tab]
Engaged was my time in studying the wall
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And all the poets kept getting louder[/tab]
Even though they weren t needed any longer
The strapless high heeled street walker
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Believes every day that she goes younger[/tab]
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Ah I wish I could be her lover[/tab]
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And go with her as she makes her rounds[/tab]
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And falls with her hair as it comes down[/tab]
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The poets would keep on all night with thier come ons[/tab]
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One would say somethong another d say more[/tab]
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Looking for contracts but finding the soap[/tab]
Well I know she d take them all as a joke
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Ah but she d take them all no doubt[/tab]
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And they never knowing what it was about[/tab]
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Ah I wish I could be her lover[/tab]
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And go with her as she makes her rounds[/tab]
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And falls with her hair as it comes down[/tab]
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With burning candle and the store window[/tab]
Hard to believe there could be more
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All the poets complained of the cold[/tab]
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But they only did what they were told[/tab]
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Searching so hard for a satisfied mind[/tab]
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While she walked by with a satisfied soul[/tab]
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Ah I wish I could be her lover[/tab]
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And go with her as she makes her rounds[/tab]
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And falls with her hair as it comes down[/tab]
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A radio played on to almost no one[/tab]
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Attention was payed only to dawn[/tab]
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As she stopped and bent to touch her nylons[/tab]
And felt in the air for a post to lean on
No one could ever know her outside
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In the take of an instant she had passed by[/tab]
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Ah I wish I could be her lover[/tab]
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And go with her as she makes her rounds[/tab]
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And falls with her hair as it comes down[/tab]
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Symbols and motives were again promoted[/tab]
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Hard to believe there could be more[/tab]
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As she moved on and then faded out[/tab]
To the songs of the poet still keeping it up
The sidewalks cleared themselves for a new touch
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And it all disappeared into the face of the clock[/tab]
From David Blue "David Blue LP"
Elektra Records 1966
Faithful Virtue Music Co
