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BACK TO WELLINGTON

 

I left to go swimming with dolphins

I went to go watching the whales

The ocean was filled up with sirens

Drawing me back with their tails

 

I went for my first bungee jumping

Learned how to dive at the reef

Adventures are good for renewing

My trust in love, I believe

 

Going back to Wellington

To meet a cook in his restaurant

Going back to Wellington

His eyes so sweet, his arms so strong

He might be the one

 

I tried to ignore that you're handsome

Did not have the courage to speak

You offered a drink, it was awesome

To dance with you cheek to cheek

 

 

 

 

WEDNESDAY IN OCTOBER

 

As I catch the moment eternity is born

On a Wednesday in October

My day has been like a sandstorm

But now I'm getting sober

 

As I hear the blackbird eternity is born

On a Wednesday in October

My life is ready to transform

I guess I'm getting bolder

 

Time unfolds her wings

And eternity sings:

You don't need any strings

We are each other's wings

Just be friendly to the winds

That's what eternity sings

 

As I watch the children eternity is born

On a Wednesday in October

My heart is sunny and newborn

I don't mind getting older

 

 

DEAR HUMANS

 

//:My poles keep on melting

I think I have a cold://

I need a hand dear humans

My dear humans

Don't put my cry on hold

 

//:My throat is red and dry

the weather's getting wild://

Let's face it now dear humans

My dear humans

My fever is too high

 

I'm as old as the hills

And forever your mother

But your way of living kills

You need me, sister and brother

It seems that you don't bother

Do you bother?

 

//:My soil is getting stressed

I guess I am depressed://

I'm telling you dear humans

My dear humans

This is a crucial test

 

//:The oil, the wind, the sun

I share it all with you://

Remember this dear humans

My dear humans

A war is never won

 

I'm as old as the hills

And forever your mother

But your way of living kills

You need me, sister and brother

Take care of me and each other

 

//:Your time is running out

When will you understand://

Please rally round dear earthlings

My dear earthlings

And make a long term-plan

 

Hoi An

 

I left my notebook in Vietnam

On the old bridge in Hoi An

Rhyming words with Superman

Gone with the wind in Hoi An

 

I bought a cool bag in Vietnam

From a tailor in Hoi An

Silky words under his fan

Made me free style in Hoi An

 

Oh, peaceful meeting place

The wars never killed your pretty face

Lanterns from heaven played their ace

Folding their arms around your grace

Folding their arms around your grace

 

I found a new song in Vietnam

On the old bridge in Hoi An

Spicy words at my command

A taste of life in Hoi An

 

 

 

 

 

THAT'S WHAT HE SAID

 

You send me your wisdom in a poem

I though it was by Leonard Cohen

Lines about our fleeting breath

And the sudden bite of death

I thought of your poem in bed

 

You were not afraid of bursting I know

But it was far too early to go

Hanging out with space and time

A universal Yankee Dime

Death is a new chance not a crime

 

That's what he said, my bohemian friend

Gifted with hope and compassion

I'll miss you to the very end

Right now my heart is greyer than ashen

 

Are you the baby to be born upstairs

I'd love to hear your noise on the stairs

Make you smile, I wish I could

And of course, I knock on wood

Baby, please come back to my hood

 

 

THIS TOO SHALL PASS

 

This night is a pit bull

I'm lonely and mournful

I pray for the rain

To flush away the pain

It's five in the morning

The dark sky is warning

You're not coming home

Not a word on the phone

 

You left in my old car

I don't know to which bar

You needed a drink

and you had to rethink

I might be neurotic

This life is chaotic

My hope is asleep

While I sit here and weep

 

This too shall pass, they say

Let go, let go, the fear will drift away

Don't be afraid

This too shall pass, they say

My love, my love, come back to me, I pray

This too shall pass

 

The sound of my Honda

With the man that I'm fond of

Is back in my hood

Maybe this time for good

Your steps on the first floor

My heart is a red door

The code is the same

You just whisper your name

 

WHEN THE BOAT COMES IN

 

When the boat comes in

At the river in Berlin

They smile and wave their hands

To tourists from a bunch of lands

 

When the boat comes in

At the harbour in Dublin

They raise their beers and play

A sailor's song to make you stay

 

Oh, Europe

Good old Europe

Why don't you wake up

When the boat comes in

Those people from afar

Are knocking at your heart

 

When the boat comes in

At the seaside of Benin

They greet the fishermen

By cooking them their finest hen

 

When the boat comes in

At the new pier in Brooklyn

They show you spots and sights

A skyline night in Brooklyn Heights

 

Oh, Europe

Good old Europe

Why don't you wake up

When the boat comes in

Those people who arrive

Are fighting to survive

 

 

 

 

SUCH A SUNDAY

 

Now the Japanese cherries blossom

Rose and pale they shiver

As if they want to deliver

Your secret touch and kiss

 

If your're pulling the poor old branches

I will catch their flowers

As if I could stop the hours

Petals in my hair

 

Such a Sunday

Time should be asleep for good

The stars are all yours if I could

Don't leave me such a Sunday

Please don't leave me such a Sunday

 

Words are pushing to be first in line

You make up true stories

I pay back with money worries

Buying all your smiles

 

Playing time backwards under the trees

Your blue eyes on each leave

Don't give me a moment's relief

As Sunday slides away

 

 

 

 

PARIS ON MY TONGUE

 

This bite of lemon pie makes me kind of crazy

Creamy and crunchy blowing me away

Landing on your doorstep feeling high and hazy

Like the first time at the cabaret

 

I'm in your heart again in your Eiffel Tower

Drinking your sweetness having too much wine

And at Pigalle I'll have a Whisky sour

City of Light your nickname is divine

 

Paris oh Paris

I got you on my tongue

Your flavors so young and strong

Playing their little ping pong

On the tip, on the tip of my tongue

 

I was seduced by thirty-seven bridges

Walking the left bank by the river Seine

Christmas in Paris finding all your packages

My own lemon pie you make me smile again

 

 

 

LET ME BE YOUR FAVORITE SONG

 

Let me be your favorite song, a song

Right on your silver tongue

I wanna be sung by you to night

 

Let me be your favorite poem, a poem

Read by your lips in Rome

I wanna be spelled by you to night

 

I need to go deeper

With you on a sleeper

I wasn't a peeper

Until I met you

 

Let me be your favorite game, a game

Better than jazz and fame

I wanna be played by you to night

 

Let me be your favorite jeans, blue jeans

Tighter than all your dreams

I wanna be wrapped around your hips

 

Let me be your favorite pain, a pain

Darker than the eyes of Spain

I wanna get lost in you all night

 

I need to go deeper

With you on a sleeper

I wasn't a peeper

Until I met you

 

I need to go deeper

With you on a sleeper

A plane isn't cheaper

Why don't we just go