Tender hands shakin' under steakhouse light A jellyfish jiggles through a kissless night Virginal mouths speakin' tongues And telling half-truths You wanted me to build you Monticello A place where ancient fires spread, propelled by prairie breeze But prophets dance in halls they'll never know And doorways open to the seas A huntress lamb once watched me change and grow While clutchin' beads and whispering hail marys oh so low Your voyeur's heart at night Mixed shame with grace You wanted me to build you Monticello Where sinners might be washed in tears and saved by spring But temples crumble should the heart not know Which stones are worth remembering Through stained glass windows stories twist and fall While columns rise and autumn shadows sprawl On gardens wild with truth You'll never see You wanted me to build you Monticello Instead I forged a star from flames Diana set alight Where pilgrims find the faith to let dreams go And doorways lead into the night
Monticello
there and back again
Jan 07, 2025
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