@migu music@

(Verlaine)

You're pushin' a furnace

You're workin' too hard

You're setting things off - all over the yard

You play with your 'top' - till your eyes start to spin

Then you shrug your shoulders and ask me where I've been

Travel fulfills you but the distance it kills you

Oh oh ain't that nothin'

Why don't you tell me somethin'

Tragedy

Ain't that nothin'

I just wish you'd tell me something -

The fan keeps whirling

The wind stays hot - but I can't keep from slippin' a lot

I look in that purse

It's a blessing and a curse

Discover dishonor with its thousand commands

It ain't worth a shot

That target is sand

But I love disaster and I love what comes after.