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Clumsy

I know you said you had a fragile heart
I never meant to break it all apart
But I'm the bull in your china shop
I trip and fall and find it hard to stop
It's a delicate dance
We were taking a chance
I've always had two left feet in love
But I went and screwed it up
 
I never meant to make you fall apart
But when I fall in love I get clumsy
I'm clumsy with my heart
I mess it up from the moment that we start
Don't want to lose your love I'm just clumsy
I'm clumsy with my heart
I'm just clumsy, clumsy, clumsy
I'm clumsy with my heart
 
I know my edges are a little rough
And for what it's worth I'm beating myself up
I should've known, I should've taken care
'Cause now to watch you break is more than I can bear
Like a porcelain doll in a slow motion fall
You should probably turn and walk away
But I'm asking you to stay
 
I never meant to make you fall apart
But when I fall in love I get clumsy
I'm clumsy with my heart
I mess it up from the moment that we start
Don't want to lose your love I'm just clumsy
I'm clumsy with my heart
I'm just clumsy, clumsy, clumsy
I'm clumsy with my heart
 
And all that I can offer you
Is just to love you better
Baby I can change forever
Don't walk out that door
I'm falling on my knees for you
To help you pick the broken pieces off the floor
 
Oohooh
I'm just clumsy
Oh, oh
Yeah
 
I never meant to make you fall apart
But when I fall in love I get clumsy
I'm clumsy with my heart (with my heart)
I mess it up from the moment that we start
Don't want to lose your love I'm just clumsy
I'm clumsy with my heart
I'm just clumsy, clumsy, clumsy
I'm just clumsy, clumsy, clumsy
I'm clumsy with my heart
 
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Kitchen Poem

In the hungry kitchen
The dog sings for its dinner.
The housewife is writing her poem
On top of the frigidaire
Something like this:
 
'Hear in the kitchen
The crows fly home
Into the red-robed trees
That walk across the sky.
 
Hear under the floor
The three fountains rising and
Trickling through the bridge
Into the sea of poems.'
 
In the kitchen the housemother
Pours soup for her thousand children
As her man eats his silence
And the dog swallows its poem.
 
In all. the kitchens of Europe
The radio shouts good news:
'Millions have had no accident today
All wars have come to an end
An honest politician
In another country
Wants to become a plumber
All men will be equal, next year
Volcano vomits ice-cream
A silent poem has been invented.'
 
In my holy kitchen
I draw the blinds of night
On the homes of sleep.
I hold the world in my palms.
Now that I am old
I can measure life with words.
There's a nightingale in my coffee.
My bread is buttered with memories.
Since the old woman died
I have two souls.
 
When I was small we had a lucky black cat.
We had a magic horse-shoe on the wall,
It was rusty and brought no luck
But fetched the fields into the kitchen
And made us not forget horses.
 
When you are old you make your own magic.
You speak oftener for the dead.
You move free in the wonderland of the past.
You invent a future on the other shore of death.
You must speak for the dead,
You are their rusty horse-shoe
In all the kitchens of the world,
Not the mug on the radio
But a thought rescued from the past.
 
(There was love in the thin soup
A bone some lentils and great love.
My mother's hands were clouds.
There was a bluebird in the gasjet
When she bathed us by the kitchen fire.
 
There will be no such soup again
Nor such transcendent poverty.
I have lost the treasure of poverty.
The old woman is dead and buried
In her wonderland of oblivion,
But lives in my kitchen poem
In this 'sentimental' aside.)
 
Now that I am an old man, I think in bed.
I think nothing. I think poems -
The metronome of sleeplessness and death,
The art of being deliberately alone and yet
A centre in the vortex of the world,
Feelings stretched drum-tight on the grid of thought
As your decaying flesh taut on its bones,
 
Sensations phantom ideas dreams, pinned bugs
On the living conveyor-belt of experience,
While in the poem you are everybody else,
Each poem merging into another construct,
All poems rationally absurd impermanent
------------------DADA------------ ------
There being no poem ever, no poet ever.
An old man in a kitchen, cooking words.
 
I am no poet I am
Lived by unfinishable poems,
The horse-shoe hammered
On the anvil of my brain.
 
I think nothing. The poems think me.
I do not often write them down,
Being a structuration of the unknowable
That dies upon the page,
My inward poems whispered for the dead
While the living bury the living
With foul political slogans.
 
An owl is hooting in my poem
Which sleep will end.
 
Good night, poet of life,
Be with me always.
I give you my kitchen poem,
Immortal TRISTAN.
 

Show Me Love (Extended Mix)

Ahhh, yeah yeah!
You've got to show me love
 
Heartbreaks and promises, I've had more than my share
I'm tired of giving my love and getting nowhere, nowhere
What I need is somebody who really cares
I really need a lover, a lover that wants to be there
It's been so long since I touched a wanting hand
I can't put my love on the line, that I hope you'll understand
 
So baby, if you want me
You've got to show me love
Words are so easy to say, oh ah yeah
You've got to show me love
 
I'm tired of getting caught up in those one night affairs
What I really need is somebody who will always be there
Don't you promise me the world, all that I've already heard
This time around for me baby, actions speak louder than words
 
If you're looking for devotion, talk to me
Come with your heart in your hands
Because my love is guaranteed
 
So baby, if you want me
You've got to show me love
Words are so easy to say, oh ah yeah
You've got to show me love
 
Show me, show me baby
Show me, show me baby
Show me, show me baby
Show me, show me baby
 
Heartbreaks and promises, I've had more than my share
I'm tired of giving my love and getting nowhere, nowhere
What I really need is somebody who will always be there
This time around for me baby, actions speak louder than words
 
If you're looking for devotion, talk to me
Come with your heart in your hands
Because my love is guaranteed
 
So baby, if you want me
You've got to show me love
Words are so easy to say, oh ah yeah
You've got to show me love
 
There's nothing that you can tell me
You've got to show me love
There's only one key to my heart
You've got to show me love
 
Show me, show me baby
You've got to give it to me, give it to me, give it to me, yeah
I don't want no fakes, don't want no phoney
I need you love
 
Show me, show me, show me baby
Give it to me, give it to me
I am not a toy, I'm not a play thing
You've got to understand
 
If you're looking for devotion, talk to me
Come with your heart in your hands
Because me love is guaranteed
Yeah yeah yeah yeah!
 

Time After Time

Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick,
And think of you
Caught up in circles confusion--
Is nothing new
Flashback--warm nights--
Almost left behind
Suitcases of memories,
Time after--

Sometimes you picture me--
I'm walking too far ahead
You're calling to me, I can't hear
What you've said--
Then you say--go slow--
I fall behind--
The second hand unwinds

If you're lost you can look--and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you--I'll be waiting
Time after time

After my picture fades and darkness has
Turned to gray
Watching through windows--you're wondering
If I'm OK
Secrets stolen from deep inside
The drum beats out of time--

If you're lost you can look--and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you--I'll be waiting
Time after time

You said go slow--
I fall behind
The second hand unwinds--

If you're lost you can look--and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you--I'll be waiting
Time after time

Time after time...
Time after time...
Time after time...
Time after time...

SNOW

White are the far-off fields, and white The fading forests grow;
The wind dies out along the heights, And denser still the snow
A gathering weight on roof and tree, Falls down scarce audibly
The meadows and far-sheeted streams Lie still without a sound;
Like some soft minister of dreams The snow-fall hoods me around;
In wood and water, earth and air Silence is everywhere
Save when at lonely spells
Some farmer's sleigh, urged on,
With rustling runners and sharp bells Swings by me and is gone;
From the empty space I hear
A sound remote and clear
The barking of a dog,
To cattle, is sharply pealed,
Borne echoing from some wayside stall Or barnyard far afield;
Then all is silent and the snow falls Settling soft and slow
The evening deepens and the grey Folds closer round the sky
The world seems so shrouded,
so far away.
Its noises sleep, and I as secret as Yon buried stream plod dumbly on and dream.
I dream....