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Solomon's Lament

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Solomon’s Lament  

I taste honey, myrrh, and cinnamon

Upon your coral tongue

one scent of your sweet, sizzling hair

is like a breeze from Lebanon

You are a garden hidden deep

I am a spring, a fountain sealed

I will give myself to thee

If you will open up for me

 

But I don’t want to sing about love

As if I really knew, as if I really knew

What love was made of

I don’t want to sing about love

Lend a forked and crooked tongue

To that old chant ‘bout how ‘we’re all one’

 

In the time it takes to sing this love thing

Another kid soldier learns how easy it is to die

There’s an answer blowing in the wind they say

But mostly we just don’t have the time

The sky is breaking, mute her grief

The azure sea is weeping

Your prince of peace is dying in the street

I’ve got to sing about these things

 

So I don’t want to sing about love

As if I really knew, as if I really knew

What love was made of

I don’t want to sing about love

Lend a forked and crooked tongue

To that old chant about how ‘we’re all one’

 

I slept but my heart is waking now

It’s the voice of love urgently calling

If you will give yourself to me

I will open up for thee

 

And we will speak a luscious tongue

With words of myrrh and cinnamon

 

Don’t let the flames devour love

Don’t let Caesar conquer love

 

Before we learn to know love

Before we learn to conjure love, conjure love

Where there is none      

 

(words and music by Pan Morigan)