In Berlin there is a project
Waiting holding
wearing apole and
tucked and disposed
And i wish there were two little dogs on the logs
So I could play with each other
The question comes to my head
Is should I watch Monty Python like the memory of the dead
Millions and trillions who have never had any time
When a dream comes up empty
When I move I'm taught
When a think of a girl in the world
And no she won't be enough
And the prophet next door
Said the stone in your hand is
Holding your hand
And I do understand
And I don't understand
I just wish I could
Stand in the middle
Of a mountain
City lights forever
And now if there is God
And if there is not
Still I find myself hoping and pleading a lot
And then seeing Madonna showing her spots
I take a bow to the women in veils
When a dream comes up empty
When I move I am taught
When I think of a boy in the world
And no, he won't be enough