My Back Stair
from Kissing Buddha's Daughter by Steve Beck
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My Back Stair © Steven Beck 2010
Mud churned up from the ocean floor, by a high wind at low tide.
Magnolias blossoming on the shore; gives me a grin I just can't hide.
Whitecaps breaking all across the bay; sailboats are in, what a ride.
Seven ships in the harbour today. Where've they been?—To the other side.
Spice ocean breezes call to me, in the morning light,
But elude me every night.
Like a black cat slipping down my back stair,
Out of sight.
Poor woman stands by the side of the road; noble face, begging eyes.
Bicycle street man struggles with his load, other's waste piled high.
Sirens echo, somebody moans. Death's taste; the alley cries.
Strangers walking all alone, making haste, just getting by,
I awaken and turn to you in the morning light,
But you leave me every night,
Like a black cat slipping down my back stair,
Out of sight.
Everywhere I go, I go for you.
There isn't anything else that I can do.
Here is where my disguise dissolves into delight.
Like that black cat slipping down my back stair, out of sight
Old man watches young women walk by, looking great in summer styles.
Young woman watches a young man's eyes; “Why are you late?” He only smiles.
Strike up the band somebody calls. Music plays in three four time.
Buildings empty, they begin to waltz, dancing late in the street tonight.
Sunset to sunrise; awake all night.
Everything is right.
Like that black cat slipping down my back stair,
Out of sight.
Mud churned up from the ocean floor, by a high wind at low tide.
Magnolias blossoming on the shore; gives me a grin I just can't hide.
Whitecaps breaking all across the bay; sailboats are in, what a ride.
Seven ships in the harbour today. Where've they been?—To the other side.
Spice ocean breezes call to me, in the morning light,
But elude me every night.
Like a black cat slipping down my back stair,
Out of sight.
Poor woman stands by the side of the road; noble face, begging eyes.
Bicycle street man struggles with his load, other's waste piled high.
Sirens echo, somebody moans. Death's taste; the alley cries.
Strangers walking all alone, making haste, just getting by,
I awaken and turn to you in the morning light,
But you leave me every night,
Like a black cat slipping down my back stair,
Out of sight.
Everywhere I go, I go for you.
There isn't anything else that I can do.
Here is where my disguise dissolves into delight.
Like that black cat slipping down my back stair, out of sight
Old man watches young women walk by, looking great in summer styles.
Young woman watches a young man's eyes; “Why are you late?” He only smiles.
Strike up the band somebody calls. Music plays in three four time.
Buildings empty, they begin to waltz, dancing late in the street tonight.
Sunset to sunrise; awake all night.
Everything is right.
Like that black cat slipping down my back stair,
Out of sight.
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from Kissing Buddha's Daughter,
released December 23, 2011
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Dec 2011
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