| Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river |
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You can hear the boats go by, you can spend the night beside her |
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And you know that she's half-crazy, but that's why you wanna be there |
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And she feeds you tea & oranges that come all the way from China |
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And just when you mean to tell her that you have no love to give her |
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Then she gets you on her wavelength & she lets the river answer |
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That you've always been her lover |
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And you want to travel with her, and you want to travel blind |
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And you know that she will trust you, |
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For you've touched her perfect body with your mind |
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And Jesus was a sailor, when he walked upon the water |
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And he spent a long time watching from his lonely wooden tower |
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And when he knew for certain only drowning men could see him he said |
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'All men will be sailors then, until the sea shall free them' |
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But he himself was broken, long before the sky would open |
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Forsaken, almost human, he sank beneath your wisdom like a stone |
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And you want to travel with him, and you want to travel blind |
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And you think maybe you'll trust him, |
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For he's touched your perfect body with his mind |
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Now Suzanne takes your hand and she leads you to the river |
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She is wearing rags & feathers from Salvation Army counter |
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And the sun pours down like honey on Our Lady of the Harbour |
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And she shows you where to look among the garbage & the flowers |
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There are heroes in the seaweed, there are children in the morning |
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They are leaning out for love, & they will lean that way forever |
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While Suzanne holds the mirror |
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And you want to travel with her, and you want to travel blind |
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And you know you can trust her, |
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For she's touched your perfect body with her mind |
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