Tim Buckley
Текст песни Jungle Fire

Somewhere old memories
Echoed from the street in a
Crying hole

Just a song from long ago
When I lost my easy Gods
To the Harlem insect laws

I heard your baited moans
And the passing cars and the swirling songs
And the black man's bones

Through the walls and the stalls and the cackling calls
You were there
You were an island behind the sun

Yes an island
Where my love could live and life breathes
From deep inside
Deep, deep, deep, deep inside

Mama Lie, I love you like a jungle fire