Trieste

Tonight
My windows are open to the breeze
The world smells so green

Like the summer I followed you around
From party to party, all across town

I was a flare fired over the sea
A flame on a match, too close to the finger
You were cool cool water

In the summer

I smoked cigarettes
I was young and deathless
You looked like a goddess
In a candlelit painting

You had a stillness
You had a sadness
I wanted to sound

On the last night
We went to the sea
The wind on the cliff
We moved down
Down to the beach

Oh, it was agony
Oh, my sweet mystery
I couldn’t breathe
The wind ripped the words from me

On the last night
We went to the sea
The wind on the cliff
We moved down
Down to the beach

Then you
Moved down
On me

Down on me
And then we

In the daylight
I made myself
Turn it into a dream