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