# a letter from walter
Mother are you waiting? Father are you pacing? i know it's kind of late
i hope i didn't wake you Sit back and relax a while, Take some time to
laugh and smile. Lay your heavy load down, You know Every now and then I
think you might like to hear something from me Nice and easy like, how
just the other day, at the break of dawn When the little girls in their
Hollywood bungalows tuned to The cockpit radio blare listening to
Edith Piaf street song how They carried pictures of their husbands And
all the leaves on the trees were falling
how A lonely mother gazed out of her window Staring at a son that she
just couldn�t touch How could I forget Sometimes, I cannot feel my
own face My jaw left hurting. Ooh, dropping wide open as I wait for
a delivery each day until three, It's a death row pardon two minutes too
late until she Rings them bells, for the time that flies, For the child
that cries, "When are you gonna come down When are you going to land," he
sighs "You'd better suck the head on them there crawfish, mama All
the flowers that u planted In the back yard," she replies How it felt
to kiss and hold you tight
and To the sound of the breezes that blow My only comfort is in the night
gone black And I can't help recalling how Once there was a way Once
there was a way to get back, to a place where we can go That's still
untouched by man where, "We'll sit and watch the clouds roll by You can
lay your head back on the ground And let your hair fall all around
me, till I've crept into your temple till I have slept upon your pew
till I've dreamed of the divinity walking tha corner to tha rubble that
used to be a library until I sell the Renoir and the TV set until I
pull off your wings Then laugh when you say, "I don't know if I've ever
been good enough" when Silver horses run down moonbeams in your dark
eyes...
Christ, I�m a sidewinder I�m a California King And she's clinging to
the nearest passer-by Peeling mangos on a fold out couch I'll be
goddamned she is beautiful but There's no point in asking her, if
you're good enough. you'll get no reply as With my galleons and guns
It was my fate from birth To make my mark upon this earth... Fate
has always One might say Driven me From place to place 'My own private
revolution Over the town....' Breakin' rocks in the hot sun Revolving,
as the streets beneath my feet descending into air spread you before
me an offering so sweet and you beckoned and you beckoned To feel the
daybreak on my face
And when I awoke in the morning you just stood there looking backwards
Half unconscious from the pain And you�re watching me with those eyes And
you�re lovin' me with that body, as I sit at my table and wage a war upon
myself alone in the church by and by 'cradling the baby in space'
That's what they say They say of me, "State of grace State of sin
Standing on the outside Be a man," with little white lies like they
were there where the chant is death, death, death this illumination
visited upon the whole land
so, fuck me kitten I'm in your possesion They're whispering your name
through this disappearing land and now that I've said this which I'll
probably regret now that I've thrown this in your face Running from
the law the press and the parents Yea, when this flesh and heart shall
fail, And mortal life shall cease, When we've been there ten thousand
years, They�ll lay down beside me, I�ll make my confessions to them
how I am the paper above the skyscrapers
how One day she�ll say, come on come on he�ll say, �Why don't you come
back to my house For a couple of beers and a game of pool� So alone,
so alone �it's alright you'll say, it's alright take anything you want
from me "anything "I'm coming home but with a knowledge of my
sin They touched both my eyes, and I touched the dew on their hems
how All the children flew when I touched their hands.... how all the
leaves on the trees were falling listening to Edith Piaf street song
for something nice and easy
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love, Douglas
