alicia live in the studio..

the stones flying a blimp to da bronx...

music. important to me.

lucinda's hand on my shoulder
stevie's amorous crooning
alicia bringing up the heat
mick and the steamy sax
bowie's fake plastic soul
billie doing my crying
vivaldi tickling me...

float face up
sun french kissing
freckles blushing hard

always had that door open for me
even when stingy windows shut tight
or when arrogant hands painted the creases
try to make it permanent...

music