Tom Waits

Last night
I dreamed that I was dreaming of you
And from a window across the lawn I watched you undress
Wearing a sunset of purple tightly woven around your hair
That rose and strangled ebony curls moving in a yellow bedroom light
The air is wet with sound
The faraway yelping of a wounded dog
And the ground is drinking a slow faucet leak
Your house is so soft and fading as it soaks the black summer heat
A light goes on and a door opens
And a yellow cat runs out on the stream of hall light and into the yard
A wooden cherry scent is faintly breathing the air
I hear your champagne laugh
You wear two lavender orchids one in your hair and one on your hip
A string of yellow carnival lights comes on with the dust
Circling the lake in a slow dipping halo
And I hear a Banjo tango
And you dance into the shadow of a Black Poplar Tree
I watched you as you disappeared
I watched you as you disappeared
I watched you as you disappeared...