Morocco Black

LEMONIA PERFORCE=>ATHENS, CITY UNKNOWN=>MOROCCO BLACK

CAFÉ "FRAMBOISE"
ATHENS
TUESDAY early morning
6/11/2018

There is no loss without some gain,
if I could ever think like this,
finding no fault in your terrain,
my own is only hit and miss.

1 MOROCCO BLACK

I rolled a long, thin, juicy joint,
Morocco Black felt like to me,
why don’t I get straight to the point?
Morocco black, so rare a tree.

So rare a bird, so rare an island,
but more than these, a love so rare,
whether I sing or stay silent,
which was the best, I can't compare.

I've heard your voice again tonight,
a million songs it could bypass,
being within mind, but out of sight,
I still love you, you're still my lass.

Of course, this is but time-transgressing,
since time does not count to those,
who within dream, their dreams addressing,
still try to find their primal cause.

2 MASTER OF MY WILL

Talking of things primal,
how do you do?
When I'm stone out of my skull,
what is true is true.

Are you happy and content?
Do I strike a chord?
Do you count me as your friend?
Time can you afford?

You seem busy as you drive,
(grandma has the kid),
but we talk, we're still alive,
what a mess we did!

Keep on talking, I'll agree,
jealous I can't feel,
you are still that lemon tree,
master of my will.

3 OUT OF THE BLUE

After all these trying years,
feels so good to hear your voice,
I could cry if I had tears,
still I'm left with my own choice.

You seem busy, happy, youthful,
I am happy thus for you,
you do sound sincere and truthful,
to a man out of the blue.

In that blue was our beginning,
and you were my pretty lass,
to suggestion always grinning,
and proceeding without fuss.

Let your night process your wishes,
and I wish you all the best,
sending both my love and kisses,
let my night be at rest.

4 'WISH I KNEW

That repetitive refrain,
"Only human after all",
goes on and on again,
and it will not do at all.

"Human" means a lot of things,
good or bad, or just banal,
but its melody now rings,
makes you sleepy, bored, or dull.

refrain
'Wish I knew what "human" means,
all its outs, all its ins.

Human truths a priori,
can be only of the sense,
under yonder lemon tree,
finding you without defence,

I did take a breath or two,
which retain your scent this night,
'wish I knew those things you do,
within mind, but out of sight.

refrain
'Wish I knew what "human" means,
all its outs, all its ins.

5 INNOCENT CONNECTION

I wish I knew you all these years,
that I have lost searching for you,
Morocco black now slowly clears,
letting us only with the blue.

It is another blue we're watching,
but still we lived through all that stuff,
our essence to the times still notching,
owe, can it ever be enough?

Perhaps it can 'cause we are human,
although the song can never stop,
but I'm a man and you're a woman,
and that's not like Morocco dope.

It's more to do with recollection,
and what a human soul can hold,
I keep this innocent connection,
finishing tales still untold.