I remember a Sunday morning
It was the brightest day in May
I had been up all night
Making stories only halfway
Dusty snow came down settling
Wood was turning into coal
Steps and crickets jumping
Echoing rhythms in the hall
Fear no God, no Light no Evil
For All is One and One is All
Spiders swinging from the ceiling
Like light-bulbs in a storm
She must be Caesar's Cleopatra
That's who she's got to be
She has to be Caesar's Cleopatra
It doens't take much to see
The wind blew low o'way past noon
Bits of grass, a fresh perfume
Water was cold, took a dive in
Found gold at the bottom of the flow
Came up like a flipper dolphin
Then the gold was stolen by a crow
Rags of music of far away
Caught mu attention like a prey
Silence, music, laughter, fade
Closed my eyes became a plane
Woke up inside a raindrop
And made sure it never dropped
She must be Caesar's Cleopatra
That's who she's got to be
She has to be Caesar's Cleopatra
It doesn't take much to see
credits
from Blabber 'n Smoke,
released January 1, 2002
E. Griffioen: vocals, percussion
A. Martens: acoustic & electric guitars, upright bass, organ, percussion
The latest from Earth Girl Helen Brown swings from spritely synthpop to smoky interstellar groovers to far-out lounge. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 23, 2018