Opus 40

Well, she tossed all night like a raging sea Woke up and climbed from the suicide machine With her Spanish candles and her Persian poems Struck on the rocks and sighed Opus 40 stoned And scratching her wrists in the pouring rain She collapses down upon the ocean floor again Tears in waves, minds on fire Nights alone by your side Catskill mansions, buried dreams "I'm alive," she cried, but I don't know what it means But somewhere out there across the moonlit sands There's a line drawn like the lines on her own hand And slamming her eyes, locking the door She collapses down upon the ocean floor again Tears in waves, minds on fire Nights alone by your side Tears in waves, minds on fire Nights alone by your side Tears in waves, minds on fire Nights alone by your side