Steve

Au clare de lune,

a monstrous spittoon hangs in the air

while time moves slowly

and chases each moment,

each shaped discretely,

each one a bead...

so many beads on the string

that binds me

that binds me

that binds me to you

My brother Danny works in a zoo

he travels there dailyfor something to do

and chases each moment,

each shaped discretely,

each one a bead...

so many beads on the string

that binds me

that binds me

Time began to move so slowly

It was like I could see each moment like it was a bead

Each moment

She used to say, Dear, Talk to me please

But I'd say to her,

My mind is a bank--

so many pearls to keep.

She said,

Cut the crap, honey,

that binds me

that binds me

that binds me to you