Letra January, 1979 Mewithoutyou

January, 1979

January, 1979 saw a terrible cash
(and couldn't help but laugh)
As my ear pressed against the past like a glass
on the wall of a house in a photograph.
My forehead no longer sweet with holy kisses worthy
of your fiery lips.
I was floating in a peaceful sea, 'rescued' by a sinking
ship.
If I could become the servant of all.

No lower place to fall, you watched me like a 10 car
highway wreck with detached, vulgar curiosity.
This looking down at the tops of the hats of us
passers-by from your 7th floor balcony...

From such a height you missed creatures too small
for sight.
Carry on covert conversations and the misguided insects
crowned me their grasshopper king with a dance of
celebration!
After years with a crown on my head I've grown overfed,
unconcerned & comfortably numb, kept busy indulging
in pleasures of the wealthy.
(Someone make me afraid of what I've become!)

At the first sign of possible trouble I turned my heels
and ran.
(Oh, I’ll never learn)
My life is a cup of sugar I borrowed before time
began and forgot to return,
it was a matter of time.

I always said I could see so now I’m going blind,
it was a matter or miserable time.

But I heard somewhere there was a cure for
useless eyes?