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He turned the engine off and coasted in
I waited on a windowsill, my bare feet on the tin
Everyone was wide awake, but lights were dim
My gymnast arms passed plants into the darkness from within

This was not the only glamorous night
We danced to Talking Heads, three heavy birds trying to fly
Sometimes when they free-based I'd write down what they'd recite
And on yellow legal paper schemes soared high as flags and kites

Daytimes matching breathing with a sea-lion of a man
Shaking on a bed as wet as waves across the sand
And no music came from any band
And if there was a song, it is a song I wish I didn't understand

There are other houses I could mention
All of them had basements and a perilous intention
Stomping dirt away from roots in fever-rooms of pension
My own dreams beat steadily, the outside world held in suspension

Daytimes matching breathing with a sea-lion of a man
Shaking on a bed as wet as waves across the sand
And no music came from any band
And if there was a song, it is a song I wish I didn't understand