“Zeppelin Blossom Sky”

2008/09/29

I can still hear the train at the station
Can still see the kite flying by
Unable to differ directions, now
Utopias real, utopias smile
My déjà-vu girl looks through
Her kaleidoscope dress and her marmalade shoes
Headed zeppelin blossom sky
Headed purity, sanctity, too

And the sun never sets at Görlitzer Park
As some boy learns to play his guitar
The old ones begin to settle the scene
Let the boy, too, win some scars

I can still see the giants in flight
Can still hear the gas in their belly
The beast that once swallowed old Jonas
Spits him out 9 o’clock daily
My déjà-vu girl sees the make-up
Considers it fake, considers her break-ups
Headed zeppelin blossom sky
Headed adieu, then be it, it’s fine

And the sun never sets at Görlitzer Park
Well at night you can read by the stars
Suns of all worlds, of all ages to come
Like us must earn their scars

They can still see the beggars in time
Can still hear the whispered goodbyes
The words that echo all mornings
As the giants come over at 9
See, Jonas has fled from his cell
The prison his maker, his tester decreed
Headed zeppelin blossom sky
Headed one night, like a thief

Copyright © 2008 by A.J. Kaufmann. All rights reserved.