High Class Music

The guy in the tie could bust his jaw with careless laughter His world weary sigh suggests belief in the ever after His till takes its toll to his relief He checks his watch, 'cause time's a thief Tick and years fly past, trailing half-remembered hymns, He nailed his colours to the mast and now the ship is steering him He hears... Jewelled fingers drumming German engines humming A fanfare of stares Orchestrated sneers High class music Beware of the line that says your burden will be surrendered Share it with mine, let your words be true and tender Stretch out your body and be free Not on some shaded sands but here with me Has your soul lost shape? Is it too torn to heal? Let my whole world be draped over its foreignness of feeling, Love me do, I'm a-gonna love you too No high class music Just me and you Love, like a light, let me see my secret places Shine hard and bright, set me free from heirs and graces Snuff out the dark and let me see The part of you that's part of me Flash and fears take flight, guide me surely to her kiss Dashing my maybes and my mights against the certainty of this Here comes the night Made over by Miró Tracks twist through darkness, Stars gasp in oceans Birds burst from trees No high class music Just you and me