Letras
Your jail sentence jewellery
Packed up with my tomfoolery in your case
Inside, folded late edition newspapers
Telling of crimes of passion committed in haste
You called a taxi from the coast
Driven by one of your previous lovers' ghosts
He's calling at three, but he ain't calling for me
The way you're looking, you hardly can wait
For the freeze out
Your high wire security
Is protected by the cruelty that you wear
It's murderously beautiful
As it hovers through the fog and through your hair
You got a list of famous people
Who can't be loved, they can only be bought
Jackknife justice blinds my telephone lines
The way you're leaving, you're leaving me in no doubt
This is the freeze out
TV Cubans whisper crisp conundrums
In these doldrums of the days we've spent
After all, a future promised
And confounded by just too much present tense
Of all the hours God gave me
There are none I'd rather be without
Oh, God wears different clothes, but everybody knows
You're naked on fortune's roundabout
Spinning into the freeze out
This is the freeze out
While heaven's hammer window panes
It's cupid's reign that twists into my soul
The person whom I spoke to had your name
But that was all
May your roses bloom in somebody else's room
You were always driven by your heart
The clouds are opening, the weather exploding
I surrender to nature's invisible art
Of a freeze out
This is the freeze out
I'm down to zero
I'm going under zero again
All game eyes, those who found