Lyrics:
Tonight I feel so weak
But all in love is fair
I turn the other cheek
And I feel the slap and the sting of the foul night air
And I know you’re only human
And I haven’t got talking room
But tonight while I’m making excuses
Some other woman is making love to you
Somebody bring me some water
Can’t you see I’m burning alive
Can’t you see my baby’s got another lover
I don’t know how I’m gonna survive
Somebody bring me some water
Can’t you see it’s out of control
Baby’s got my heart and my baby’s got my mind
But tonight the sweet Devil’s got my soul
When will this aching pass
When will this night be through
I want to hear the breaking glass
I only feel the steel of the red hot truth
And I’d do anything to get it out of my mind
I need some insanity that temporary kind
Tell me how will I ever be the same
When I know that woman is whispering your name
Somebody bring me some water
Can’t you see I’m burning alive
Can’t you see my baby’s got another lover
I don’t know how I’m gonna survive
Somebody bring me some water
Can’t you see it’s out of control
Baby’s got my heart and my baby’s got my mind
But tonight the sweet Devil’s got my soul
Oh, the Devil’s got my soul
Somebody bring me some water
Can’t you see I’m burning alive
Can’t you see my baby’s got another lover
I don’t know how I’m gonna survive
Somebody bring me some water
Can’t you see it’s out of control
Baby’s got my heart and my baby’s got my mind
But tonight the sweet Devil’s got my soul
A spoon moseys along
Lingering for long idyllic moments
Across the creamy prinstine surface
Round vanilla wafers peek
From their whipped cream envelopes
Hinting at the promise
Of delightful tastesensations
Anyone with intelligence
Should agree that sometimes banana pudding
Is the perfect midnight snack!
I escaped the last shades
Of February gray
That brooded over Birmingham
Left town unemployed
Headed down south on I-59
And found shelter amongst
The tender closed buds
Of dogwood and azaleas scattered
Around the little secluded lake
Of my parents’ country place
Nestled in Poplarville, Mississippi
I watched
The green tendrils
Heralding March’s spring
Entwine around those virgin buds
Like the gentle arms of a lover
Dancing to the soft melody
Of the breeze
Until one by one
The petals burst forth
In orgasmic blooms
Of white, pink, red and purple
I smiled at the frequent flashes
Of cardinals and jays
Scarlet and blue splashes
Against pine tree backdrops
Greedily feasting on sunflower seeds
Ignoring
The nearby cacophony
Of squabbling squirrels
While tiny hummingbirds
delightfully zig-zagged to and fro
I enjoyed
The gradual lengthening
Of golden daylight
As March blended into April
Laying outside on earth’s breast
Gazing up at blue skies
In quiet contemplation
Of where do I go from here
Uncanny
How time stands suspended
When you don’t have to answer the call
Of eight to five days
But all good things must
Eventually come to an end
A return to the workday reality
Of gainfully employed status
Has now finally materialized
I am renewed and healed
And am thankful I had this idyllic period
A different kind of spring break
you sang
the twelve days of christmas
much to my delight
then we danced
ring around the blue spruce
with the tiny multi colored lights
I loved your color coordination
as I watched you hang
the shiny globes with care
you smiled your indulgence when I added
the snowflake ornaments from Dollar Tree
tiny red velvet bows completed the ensemble
the silver garland sparkled so prettily
nestled amongst the branches
the star at the top blinked merrily
as we wrapped arms around each other
we inhaled of the fresh pine scent
and shared coffee flavored kisses
as we gazed with happiness and pride
at our first Christmas tree.
