Из альбома: Those Words, Those Frames
Stepped into the garden after midnight
For a taste of some white light
Like I had had before
Talked to the master at the prayer gate
Sat at his feet and his stone cape
And tried to breath his theme
I was ready to move
I was ready to move
Come on come on and move me
I was ready to move
I was ready to move
Come on come on and move me
We met and shared a bottle at the j. clyde
I liked his mind I liked his sweet smile
And things were fresh and new
That summer night he lead me to the river
After the swim I sat and shivered
And waited for the kiss
I was ready to move
I was ready to move
Come on come on and move me
I was ready to move
I was ready to move
Come on come on and move me
(guitar solo)
you keep the tea cups
you keep the t-shirts
you keep the numbers
you keep the notes
you take a walk now
you make a phone call
you pull your hair back
you love your fun
you love your fun
you love your fun---
I was ready to move
I was ready to move
Come on come on and move me (4X)