The Love Song of John Kyrie Eleison Lee
Let us go then, you and I
While the night sky is laid out across the world
Like a dead man lying on a morgue table.
Let us go then, you and I
The little cats walk across the street, carefully avoiding the cars
that cross
The night sky is a morgue sheet laid across the world
The silvery moon is crying in pain and despair.
The city lies before us
In the bars, the men come and go pining for the sirens
In the room the women come and go
Speaking of Michelangelo
There she is
The beauty of the world
Shall I try?
Shall I try?
Yes I will.
Yes I will.
I will ascend the stair.
I will ask her out
For a date
She has sneered
So be it.
At least I tried.
I grow old
My hair grows thin
I have no one.
I have nothing.
But at least I stayed true.
The sea mermaids sing
Alas, they will not sing for me.
So be it.
Such is life.
May they find love
With whomever they wish to sing for.
I too wish I had a woman to walk with underneath the moonlight.
End.
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2008 AD John Lee
