Memoir

The city lights are beckoning The sirens softly call Of the fantasist and fetishists are preparing the ball When you've been stuck here on the doorstep with nothing to forsake Well you might as well be anyone's to take So I give myself to strangers like i gave myself to you But the tenderness are felt has been replaced by something new And in the orgy I can vaguely hear the outline of your call Well I might as well be anyone's at all Every memory is sailing to the kingdom of your soul As you patiently await and lose all sense of self control You were the lighthouse to my broken boat But I've left you behind Now I might as well be anyone's to find Take my body take it from me It is not worthy of your memory Take my body take it from me It is not worthy of your memory I remember you undressing as I set myself on fire And the funeral was quick as I lay lifeless on your pyre Well it's a kind of desperation And it's just something you can't fake Oh I might as well be anyone's to take So I give myself to strangers like I gave myself to you But the unity I felt has been replaced by something new Now I am Helen and I am Mary Jane I am Robert and I am Paul Oh I might as well be anyone at all Yes I might as well be anyone at all Oh I might as well be anyone at all Oh I might as well be anyone at all Anyone at all Anyone at all Anyone at all