Once I dreamed I was dancing with
Isadora Duncan
In a silver café . It was a café that was not near here
She was planning to diversify
And she say I should do the same
So I whistled to her how I loved her the best
But she sang
"I can't believe you own this attitude"
So with some ballet moves, I removed her shoes
And I painted my lips to hers and still she sang "I can't believe you own this attitude" (2)
She needed her beauty sleep but I didn't want it to sound like that
Her mind was occupied...
Her hard coffee was cold by then as snow
She sang "my smile is more than pearly white
And my dreams are more than you"
And she sang "My yellow eyes are more than mirrors
And my scarf is more than costume"
She closed her New Directions paperbook and screamed
"there is no shelter in the arts"
She'd been crying all day but now her eyes they were brighter than the moon...
