Robin Noel Vaas
St. Vincent Street
She dropped the armor over her skinReached through her mind for words to beginCooked up a lie to throw to her friendsNighttime on holiday, the moon's creeping inPicks at her food and forces a grinCrosses her legs again and againTurns up and over their secret akinNighttime on holiday, the moon's creeping inSleep underneath the Chinatown glowWander the streets that nobody knowsSing to the dawn with Mercury MinhNighttime on holiday, the moon's creeping inOn our Saint Vincent streetWhere no one's innocent to meShe nurses a broken wingThrough red wine promisesAnd she track home make up she saidIt's all a dream, 'til you stop and thinkShe left her ring in the city squareBy cherubic fountains that shower the airReady to crumble and take to the windSongtexteNighttime on holiday, the moon's creeping inOn our Saint Vincent streetWhere no one's innocent to meShe grins like a harlequinThrough red wine promisesAnd she track home make up she said to meIt's all a dream, 'til you stop and thinkOne left escaping and one left aloneOne left for mystery and one stayed at homeOne left a note too soon for it's timeNighttime on holiday, the moon's like a dimeOn our Saint Vincent street
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