The Curse

Album: Change of Time (2010)
  • He opens his eyes, falls in love at first sight
    With the girl in the doorway
    What beautiful lines, how full of life
    After thousands of years what a face to wake up to

    He holds back a sigh as she touches his arm
    She dusts off the bed where till now he's been sleeping
    Under miles of stone, the dried fig of his heart
    Under scarab and bone starts back to its beating

    She carries him home in a beautiful boat
    He watches the sea from a porthole in stowage
    He can hear all she says as she sits by his bed
    Then one day his lips answer her in her own language

    The days quickly pass, he loves making her laugh
    The first time he moves it's her hair that he touches
    She asks "Are you cursed?" He says "I think that I'm cured"
    Then he talks of the Nile and the girls in bull rushes

    In New York he is laid in a glass-covered case
    He pretends he is dead, people crowd round to see him
    But each night she comes round, and the two wander down
    The halls of the tomb that she calls a museum

    Often he stops to rest, but then less and less
    Then it's her that looks tired, staying up asking questions
    He learns how to read from the papers that she
    Is writing about him and he makes corrections

    It's his face on her book and more and more come to look
    Families from Iowa, upper West-siders
    Then one day it's too much, he decides to get up
    And as chaos ensues, he walks outside to find her

    She's using a cane, and her face looks too pale
    But she's happy to see him, as they walk he supports her
    She asks "Are you cursed?" but his answer's obscured
    In a sandstorm of flashbulbs and rowdy reporters

    Such reanimation, the two tour the nation
    He gets out of limos, he meets other women
    He speaks of her fondly, their nights in the museum
    But she's just one more rag now he's dragging behind him

    She stops going out, she just lies there in bed
    In hotels in whatever towns they are speaking
    Then her face starts to set and her hands start to fold
    And one day the dry fig of her heart stops its beating

    Long ago on the ship, she asked "Why pyramids?"
    He said "Think of them as an immense invitation"
    She asks "Are you cursed?" He says "I think that I'm cured"
    Then he kissed her and hoped that she'd forget that question Writer/s: JOSH RITTER
    Publisher: Songtrust Ave, DUCHAMP, INC
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