Tram wires cross Melbourne skies

Cut my red heart in two

My knuckles bleed down Johnston Street

on a door that shouldn’t be in front of me


12,000 miles away from your smile

I’m 12,000 miles away from me

Standing on the corner of Brunswick

Got the rain coming down and mascara on my cheek


Oh whisper me words in the shape of a bay

Shelter my love from the wind and the waves


Crow fly, be my alibi

and return this fable on your wings
Take it far away to where Gypsies play
Beneath metal stars by the bridge


Oh write me a beacon so I know the way

guide my love through night and through day


Only the sunset knows my blind desire for the fleeting

Only the moon understands the beauty of love

When held by a hand like the aura of nostalgia


Whenever I listen to this, I always feel like I’m going to cry and become really sentimental, even though I’ve never been to Melbourne.  I feel the same way when I listen to the Lily Marlene by Marlene Dietrich.

  1. Anonymous says:

    ah! I just got this. That’d be cool! I’m free on Sunday, not sure what your schedule is like.