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