I
am in harmony with Elwood
Insensisitive with the cinnamon girl
charm
However with the sharpened eye of the acoustic Horse
She
collects my heart with pleasure
The night darkens and
a fresh wind shakes it
As well as black veils which have reflections
of the skyline
An old world is massacred
The legends slam
on the altar of sacrifices
I am a visitor alone and
militant
I came too late to do an unrest
Although I campaigned
all my life with this intention
Soul is not lost it remains free
Simpleton mechanic I dream of success in my workshop
I dream up a symphony for keys and hammer
While the neighbors
sourcerer's apprentices *
Play with nuclear power and drink
in this fountain of the angels
Since I lost myself
on this human highway
I feel scattered and never being called
myself
I lost my name and I can't find myself
My felicoty
is in your name and in the life
You tell me that I
am strange and to remain myself
I call to my Soul for explanations
The questions return to me with the echo without answers
And
my single neuron is always missing
With you young lady
who is extend on sand
I behave like a boor like an old companion
Your smile will comfort me but I believe to remember for one
thing
My Soul is in the heart of the guitar
I'm
amazed with the kiss of this improvised dancer woman
I'm amazed
to be in communion with Patti and friends
Amazement and also
another feeling
Sing with me in one way or another way
Helpless
helpless helplesss
Denis Between The Rusty Words (03-24-2002)
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