Crystal Gazing - Be Bop Deluxe

The man who owned the heartache

That lived on the stairs

Passed me in the night whistling 'Memories of You'.

I stared, too frightened to move

For fear my eyes shone a light

On the darkness he drew like a cloak

All around his shoulders.

And the church on the corner

Marked the time for the mother

Who was giving birth to a child across the hall.

And I waited, half in anger, half in sadness

For an answer to the call for help

I had written on the wall

And the rain fell like jewels

On the heads of all the fools

Who wandered crazed with their souls ablaze for me.

And the blessing of the hour

Was the twilight and the tower

With its golden bell from the bottom of the sea.

And the moon through the window of the bedroom

Where lovers slumbered

Made a silver dance of such dust beneath the bed.

And I waited for a moment in the lamplight

Crystal gazing

Listening to their hearts

And the changing of their breath