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Vega Suzanne Suzanne Vega

[Slug] I was sitting at the stoplight In my car rolled down the windows When this driver pulled on side of me And offered me some indo I told her that

99.9 Fahrenheit degrees Stable now, with rising possibilities It could be normal but it isn't quite Could make you want to stay awake at night You seem

Fall and all attendant memories Crowd the day with unrelated histories Each year leaves its unresolving fantasies To hang around each corner Hang around

He said you stand in your own shoes I said I'd rather stand in someone else's He said you look from your direction I said I like to keep perspective

You make a really good girl As girls go Still kind of look like a guy I never thought to wonder why If I could pull this off Would I know for certain

My name is Calypso And I have lived alone I live on an island And I waken to the dawn A long time ago I watched him struggle with the sea I knew that

It won't do to dream of caramel, to think of cinnamon and long for you. It won't do to stir a deep desire, to fan a hidden fire that can never burn

When blood sees blood Of its own It sings to see itself again It sings to hear the voice it's known It sings to recognize the face One body split and

On the way to the bidet Is when the trouble used to start It didn't mean she wasn't queen Of the tinderbox that was his heart Her fire his desire meant