How is this new?

Did I not know?

Was it not there?

Has it just grown?

Did I know you less?

I know you more now

My sweet brown-eyed boy

won’t you come and lie down

in these warm and wet sheets?

My magical boy

Give me my freedom

my body for joy

No need for money

my spirit is full

The bees have made honey

in the wild lion’s skull

 

I called you babe

by accident

Wary and scared

we began our ascent

Surprise! I got coy

with my sweet brown-eyed boy

Just thought it a game

Wouldn’t give it a name

We listened to Milk

in two separate rooms

and Mangum tore down

four walls and the roof

So scared of the crowd

Their hopes and their greed

Just want what’s inside

And all of your need

 

 

If I feed you tomatoes

no one’s to know

We’ll keep our God secret

and safe from the show

I won’t take it away

if you leave me alone

So don’t take it away

and we’ll let our God grow

Into something brand new

full of freedom and joy

and paeans and odes

to a girl and a boy

And birds flying high

tomatoes for two

streets to walk through

and rain on the roof

 

 

A thousand disclaimers later

I’ve fallen in love with you