William / Rare Bear

I’m listening to Zuma

God knows you used to know her

But only I will and only she does

Smoke rings and whisky

I hear that you’re drinking daily

But only I know you don’t need that do ya?

I was a person and a killer then a sinner and a vicar

And oh how I was light on my feet

I was a boozer and a chooser, midnight and a loser

But oh you still don’t know

That trying to talk to you

Feels like limblessly swimming through

Eastman and Kodak wounds

That were bled before 1969

Good golden amelia

Head full of blossom hysteria

But stars don’t burn without burning out

Vera’s gone sour

Fruit just doesn’t taste good

With wildness in my head and my heart i know why

They were a person then a killer then a sinner then a vicar

And oh were they good with colour

They were a boozer and a chooser then a midnight and a loser

But oh you still don’t know

That trying to talk to you

Feels like endlessly treading through

Eastman and Kodak wounds

I bet you’d smile

If it were 1975

The sharpest tools in the shed bled you red, left you for dead

You were meat on hook

Stole your books

I’d give them all back if I could

But I can’t

And I’ll never have to

Rare Bear take care

And know I need you there

Losing you would mean losing me too

Rare Bear if I stare

It’s cause I need you there

And my love for you is stronger than superglue