She Came And She Touched Me

She came and she touched me With hands made of heaven Reflections sent spinnin' Through a face laced in mist Now I stand where she left me Buried deep 'neath her shadow And the mirror plead sadly Does it all come to this And I wonder: Will she call my name? The wind careens madly Through wide windows paneless Fragrancies mingle In a room full of shade The peons pick partners And waltz cross the ceilings But the violins whisper That I've been betrayed Tryin not to look ashamed The drunkards drink deeply From cups full of nothingness Ghost lovers laugh At the games that they play The moments do somersaults Into eternity Cling to their coattails And beg them to stay Saying I got nothing to hide Illusions projected On walls made of Tiffany Mad men you adds to A sad satin song A harlequin mandolins Harmonize helplessly Hoping that endlessly Won't last for long Praying that their God ain't dying Then I turn and I see her In a dress made of moonlight Teardrops like diamonds Run slow down her face Her arms surround me Like chains made of velvet And the demons fall faithfully Into their place And the rivers run with jewels Now the morning lies open The night went quite quickly Memory harmlessly Fractures and fades All the poets do push-ups On carpets of rubber foam Loudly they laugh At some joke that's been made And the wise men speak like fools --- She Came and She Touched Me - Townes Van Zandt