Amelia Curran
Amelia Curran
Amelia Curran
Amelia Curran
Amelia Curran
Amelia Curran
Amelia Curran
Amelia Curran
Amelia Curran
Amelia Curran
Amelia Curran
Amelia Curran
In the dark, the lantern's hung
The mothers lay their babies down
Lovers with their bleeding hearts
Who talk like silk and touch like darts
I brazen secret parent days
A carousel of fire and ice
And you and I have been through that
And can't imagine more of it
The cloud is gone and took the silver lining alone
Ah, me, I can see
Ah, me, I can see
Ah, me, I can see
The tenements still take the heat
Of suicidal uptown streets
And all the heads of all the packs
Are dark and handsome heart attacks
In battle for a reasoning
A boat to rock, a bell to ring
And you and I are doctors now
We mend the break of day somehow
We send the silver lining to the clouds
You and I are carpenters
We build the bridge that we deserve
We hammer out the meaning from the words
You and I are shoulder-deep where cattle call
Is incomplete