"Music is the cup that holds the wine of silence. Sound is that cup, but empty. Noise is that cup, but broken.”

Robert Fripp


26/09/2012

Jesse

A pure beauty by Scott Walker - a song included in "Drift" opus , one of my best CD in 2006



Nose holes caked in black cocaine

Pow! Pow!

No one holds a match to your skin
No dupe
No chiming

a way off miles off
No needle through a glove
Famine is a tall tall tower
a building left in the night

Jesse are you listening?

It casts its ruins in shadows
under Memphis moonlight
Jesse are you listening?

Six feet of foetus flung at sparrows in the sky

Put yourself in my shoes
A kiss - wet - muzzle
A clouded eye
No stars to flush it out
Famine is a tall tall tower
A building left in the night

Jesse are you listening?
It casts its ruins in shadows
under Memphis moonlight
Jesse are you listening?

Pow! Pow!

In the dream

I am crawling around on my hands and knees smoothing out the prairie
All the dents and the gouges
and the winds dying down
I lower my head
press my ear to the prairie

Alive

I'm the only one
left alive
I'm the only one
left alive
I'm the only one
left alive

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