The Green Pajamas

Melancholy Sun

I saw her taking photographs
Down along the sand along the sea
How could one so fragile murder me
I knew that it was dangerous
A stranger's touch was just a desperate plea
How could one so fragile murder me

I saw the painted plaster
Mona Lisa cradling the world
Blessed from the moment she was daddy's girl
The simplest of lovers
Hot as fire
That's the kind of touch that I desire

Here's to the Virgin
Here's to the Virgin
Here's to the Virgin Mary
If I overcome loss of equilibrium
I will grab you and we'll run away
Through the rains to come
Playing sad harmonium
To the melancholy sun some day

I've been drinking whisky
And thinking of the ribbons in her hair
Wondering how I'll ever walk out of here
And here's to my love
And her father and the sea
I wonder how she ever murdered me

Here's to the Virgin
Here's to the Virgin
Here's to the Virgin Mary
If I overcome loss of equilibrium
I will grab you and we'll run away
Through the rains to come
Playing sad harmonium
To the melancholy sun some day


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 (c) 1989 Jeff Kelly / Half The World Publishing, BMI