Strange Currencies: A Podcast For Songwriters

A Moment or Two Upon your balcony You see me Tender evening’s intimacy Embodies mercy In a servant’s disguise you flee Into me These sad things Killed our passion with love A quelled candle in a sleeping tomb Where flies one lost dove For a moment or two Our warring families Write no treaties Caressing in summer’s heat Down our dark streets Lovers have privacy When the city sleeps These sad things Killed our passion with love A quelled candle in a sleeping tomb Where flies one lost dove For a moment or two Returned to your property Because you have to be An appointment with an apothecary He charges a flat fee There should be two moons above the sea Like your eyes are twin suns to me These sad things Killed our passion with love A quelled candle in a sleeping tomb Where flies one lost dove For a moment or two