Last night I dreamed that I was dreaming of you,
And from a window across the lawn I watched you undress,
Wearing your sunset of purple tightly woven around your hair,
That rose in strangled ebony curls,
Moving in a yellow bedroom light,
The air is wet with sound,
The faraway yelping of a wounded dog,
And the ground is drinking a slow faucet leak,
Your house is so soft and fading as it soaks the black summer heat,
A light goes on and the door opens,
And a yellow cat runs out on the stream of hall light and into the yard,

A wooden cherry scent is faintly breathing the air,
I hear your champagne laugh,
You wear two lavender orchids,
One in your hair and one on your hip,
A string of yellow carnival lights comes on with the dusk,
Circling the lake with a slowly dipping halo,
And I hear a banjo tango,

And you dance into the shadow of a black poplar tree,
And I watched you as you disappeared,
I watched you as you disappeared,
I watched you as you disappeared,

I watched you as you disappeared.





Mr. Tom Waits

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