Black Beauty

My baby lives in his poetic world

The world he’s painted in blue

He travels for his gypsy muse

A lover awaits every road he takes.

 

My baby lives in luxurious shadow

He enjoys watching this world in gloom

And when he sings, he sings his blues

I’m one of many, one that was true.

 

My baby drenches my head in ecstasy

In lust and pain, till everything turns black again

Is taking all what’s left of him

always that matter or should it be sane?

 

I’d rather chase and be your fool

than be a wise one with no name.

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This entry was published on July 23, 2014 at 5:37 pm and is filed under Ben, Lyrics, music. Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

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