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Michael Franks

Like Water, Like Wind

 

Like Water, Like Wind

(album: Abandoned Garden - 1995)


My memories of you
Lunch in Le Blonde, speaking of the Amazon
Or navigating through your hometown Ipanema
Walking on the beach
Holding our shoes
You described just how amused
Surrender to you, wave
In one piece, no problema

My memories of you
Always they rise from my heart up to my eyes
Unquestionably blue
Intervals of remembrance

And now the ghost to end the movie
Shadow for you is a sea, enters again
Why do we flow like water for a while
Only to disappear like wind?

My memories of you
Here in New York, you at your piano fort
In terms of dreams-come-true
For me, the culmination
When I replay those tapes
Hearing you laugh, I'm inside the photograph
The songs we wrote that June
Like one long conversation

My memories of you
Always they rise from my heart up to my eyes
Somehow suffused with blue
Like your own happy sadness

And now the ghost to end the movie
Shadow for you is a sea
Enters again, you said yourself
You flow like water for a while
Only to disappear like wind

Water we travel on in search of love
Like times of lifetime
Wind which returns our soul
To that far country at the river's end

Like water, like wind
Where time, for once, suspends
Like water, like wind
Till we begin again

My memories of you
Lunch in Le Blonde, speaking of the Amazon

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