Robyn Hitchcock
Текст песни August Hair

August hair
Almost there
And then you ride to me
August brain
Feels no pain
And then you ride to me
Deep inside your murky heart-o
Meat or fish, I
Swim around you
Deep inside your milky sign and
Meet and never
Did I find you
August hair
Far away
And you trying out my name
August hair
Is almost there
And then your archers came
Deep inside this ghostly haze-o
Meet a pope you
Still amaze me -- Ah...
Deep below this modern ceiling -- Ah...
You will always always keep me feeling -- Ah...