Suzanne

Suzanne takes you down to her place by the river You can hear the boats go by, spend the night forever And you know that she's half-crazy, but that's why you want to be there She feeds you tea and oranges that come all the way from China And just when you want to tell her that you have no love to give her She gets you on her wavelength, and she lets the river answer That you've always been her lover You want to travel with her Want to travel blind But you think maybe you will trust you She's touched your perfect body with her mind Jesus was a sailor when he walked upon the water He spent a long time watching from his lonely wooden tower And when he knew for certain that only drowning men could see him He said, "All men will be sailors then until the sea shall free them" But he himself was broken long before the sky would open He was forsaken almost human he sank beneath your wisdom like a stone But you want to travel with him And you want to travel blind And you think maybe you'll trust him For he's touched your perfect body with his mind Suzanne takes you down the place by the river She's wearing rags and feathers from Salvation Army counters And the sun pours down like honey on our Lady of the Harbor And she shows you where to look amid the garbage and the flowers There are heroes in the river, children in the morning They're leaning out for love, they will lean that way forever While Suzanne holds the mirror But you want to travel with her And you want to travel blind And you think maybe you'd trust her She's touched your perfect body with her mind Suzanne takes you down to her place by the river