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Here She Comes

from Take The Slow Train by Philip Jeays

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HERE SHE COMES

The height of the season
The heat crawls and clings
Waiters in waistcoats stand in alleys
And smoke by the bins
Then just when you think
It couldn’t get hotter
That’s when the fire begins
And here she comes

Rising and falling
Her way through the crowd
A barber’s blade riding
A long strap
A skirt of tight leather
She’s naked under her sweater

And somewhere there between
The alley and the orchard
Somewhere there between
The talking and the touching
Somewhere there between
The desert and the ocean
There somewhere
You’ll call her name
And the old men will smile
For they know all too well
There is a time to fall in love
And a time to run like hell

The wind rises up
And blows in from the shore
While boys playing pinball twist and shout
And kites rattle and soar
But just when you think
It’s turning cooler
The weatherman points to the door
And here she comes

Walking like treacle
Poured over a spoon
Her toffee-blonde hair tied up
Falls down
She moves like the ocean
She rocks and rolls in slow motion

And somewhere there between
The orchard and the apple
Somewhere there between
The touching and the kissing
Somewhere there between
The ocean and the drinking
There somewhere
You’ll sigh her name
And the old men will smile
For the old men recall
How sometimes you fall in love
But sometimes you just fall

Down, down, down
Down, down
And the lights float away
Down, down
And the colours all run
Then just when you think
It’s all over
You find out it’s barely begun
And here she comes

Coy and beguiling
All glitter and fog
Beautiful, rueful
Her eyes rise
Like a saint on a window
A stained-glass holy placebo

And somewhere there between
The apple and the maggot
Somewhere there between
The kissing and the silver
Somewhere there between
The drinking and the salt
There somewhere
You’ll curse her name
And the old men will smile
To hear you complain
For they know, just one hint of a kiss
And you’ll do it all over again

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from Take The Slow Train, released April 18, 2016

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