Welcome my dear to my desolation dream Where puppies mate with apricots and flowers pulse with steam There's cardboard in the cupboards And lazyboys for the lovers And bursts of light float from above in polyester streams Welcome fair lady to my desolation heart Where logic and shrill laughter do it stiffly in the dark A rhythmic parlez vous France to me and you Staring from behind barbed wire unsure of where to start Welcome my friend to my desolation place Machines of love and power stuggle with amazing grace A window black with starshine And a burgundy bed of wine Where peddlers twirl with passion at a slow symphonic pace Outside you sense the falling of the desolation snow There's everywhere to run but there's nowhere left to go Sit beside me here and listen Listen cold and clear To the glow of my song and the feel of my hand It'll tell you Tell you all I know |