Jim Carroll - THE ILL COUPLES lyrics

Dreams, tossing in the turbulence of your variegated pupils your voice crawling through the igneous pain of simplicity today you are apart, seperated from my eager touch seperated from the perdium flux of marble staircases which flow toward tiny 5th avenue stores which welcome the beauty of amulets glowing in the eyes of those who disregard true emotion you are reaching about seeking some wonder juice which devours the gnawling skin of serpents growing at an infamous pace your dreams of cowboys lifting your moist freedom unto royal pink stallions while the freedom itself closes over in the quick laughter of tropical foliage which glisterns at the sound of one denying drop of rain as on the tongue of all heavens the angelic patrons torture the mortal skulls