Lyrics

Another poet will have to say How much I love you I'm too busy now with the Arabian Sea And its perverse repetitions From white and grey I'm tired of telling you And so are the trees And so are the deck chairs Yes, I've given up a lot of things In the last few minutes Including the great honour Of saying I love you I've become thin and beautiful again I shaved off my grandfather's beard I'm loose in the belt And tight in the jowl Crazy young beauties still covered with the grime Of ashrams and shrines Examine their imagination In an old man's room Boys change their lives In the wake of my gait Anxious to study Elusive realities Under my hypnotic indifference The brain of the whale Crowns the edge of the water Like a lurid sunset But all I ever see Is you or you Or you in you Or you in you Confusing for everyone else But to me Total employment I introduce the young to the young They dance away in misery While I conspire With the Arabian Sea To create an ugly silence Which gets the ocean off my back And more important Lets another poet say How much I love you