Saint Cecilia

Out on the front porch with a kerosene lamp See white-capped waves rolling five feet high But begging these memories for another advance Is like whispering love to the sky I have this picture of you taking my hand Sink to my knees in the damp, dark sand Take off all your clothes and we reach out in vain The light goes out as it starts to rain Saint Cecilia, send me something simple and sublime Close my eyes and douse my head with red raspberry wine The wind rises swiftly and the trees start to sway To take back the delicate words that you said Place me there in the sunrise of the strong, new day 'Cause the light here is failing, these words are all dead Just leave me my cherished ambiguity I need it sleep with, I need it to see For all contradictions that I try to disguise Will rise up from my lungs, come to be baptized by Saint Cecilia, send me something simple and sublime Close my eyes and douse my head with red raspberry wine