Mary Timony Valley Of One Thousand Perfumes
Why can’t you see that the best part of me
Is a rock in a hole after the third world war?
But you are sadder than the setting sun
And more beautiful than anyone
Tell me when the fullest moon is due,
And I will go swimming in you.
When our cup runs over with rain,
We will go insane
Don’t give yourself away
There are too many others in pain.
The peacock is bigger than the bumble bee
I see the color of his feathers on the shining sea.
Don’t you know how much you mean to me?
It makes me want to kill myself peacefully.
I walk in your valley of a thousand perfumes,
I sing to your flower of perpetual bloom
today our Music doesn’t have enough style
We’re going to run to the country from a suicide.
All I ever wanted was to talk to you,
It’s all I still want to do.
