To Ramona

Ramona Come closer Shut softly your watery eyes The pangs of your sadness Will pass as your senses will rise Oh the flowers of the city Though breath-like Get death-like at times And there's no use in trying To deal with the dying Though I cannot explain that in lines Your cracked country lips I still wish to kiss As to be by the strength of your skin Your magnetic movements Still capture the minutes I'm in But it grieves my heart, love To see you trying to be a part of A world that just don't exist It's all just a dream, babe A vacuum, a scheme, babe That sucks you into feelin' like this