The Slave Market ~ Gustave Boulanger
Follow the grave and shallow American model
Shadow cast catwalk cardboard and fragile
Raise a glass to the acolyte sky
Painted golden sunset
Pay entrance fee at exit turnstile
Questions grave for the shallow American model
May serve to surrender to the alien heart
Measure the distance between us
And the dust on our fingers
Pay the ransom agreed from the start
Dig a grave for the shallow American model
Profit now and pay with tomorrow
Raise your eyes to see above
Your sad soft shoe shuffle
Pay the guilt fee in charity sorrow
Shadow cast catwalk cardboard and fragile
Raise a glass to the acolyte sky
Painted golden sunset
Pay entrance fee at exit turnstile
Questions grave for the shallow American model
May serve to surrender to the alien heart
Measure the distance between us
And the dust on our fingers
Pay the ransom agreed from the start
Dig a grave for the shallow American model
Profit now and pay with tomorrow
Raise your eyes to see above
Your sad soft shoe shuffle
Pay the guilt fee in charity sorrow
1 comment:
your parallels from stanza to stanza are wonderful; and the image and lyrics are such interesting juxtaposes....
quirky and thoughtful; as usual.
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