Blackie
Where's your home?
Why're you sitting by the road -
By the road all alone?
In this Wild West scorching desert
In the alien universe -
Waiting what for?
Longing what for? -
With your eyes full of remorse…
Night is cold and day's aglow,
Why're you here on your own,
Cast into the human world
Gone astray just like your soul?
Heat set back, a wind has blown -
Footsteps printed deep in stone -
Skies unseen and tracks unknown -
Falling stars and waterfalls...
This is what I was reflecting
When I saw my face reflected
In her eyes strange and abstracted -
Still I hear when she calls.
Blackie, girl,
Where is your home?
Why're you sitting by the road -
By the road all alone?
In the Wild West scorching desert
Maybe waiting for a lift,
Tell me: what is it -
A burden?
Or a mystic deadly gift?
Blackie, baby,
What've you found
In the alien universe?
Mirrors suddenly were broken,
Showed me things -
Beyond, unspoken...
She was gone - a whirl at midday -
At the point where the roads cross.
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