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Campari
by Gunboat Diplomacy
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Pleasure's not forbidden
But it's asked to keep its distance
Flash every signal green
But only for an instant
What I had to offer
Was a very good best
Just a playful peck
A coda to a childish fight
Now I'll always taste Campari
When I dream of Tuesday nights
Of a salted, steady breeze
That brought your body close to me
Lavender and sage
The soundtrack of the desperate middle age
The softest and sweetest kind of rage
I may as well be mute for what I want to say
Nothing but a bridge to carry every stranger
Who expects a little kiss
To get them through the danger
Whatever hopes we had went up in flames down by the river
Pleasure's not forbidden but it's asked to keep its distance
It was nothing but a hunch
That hit me like a truncheon
I was happy with a lunch
But you gave me a feast
In peals of wild laughter that spread from west to east
A bittersweet raconteur
Of blissful disobedience
Whatever flags were flying
I was bound to set sail
I didn't spoil the ending
It was up there in the trailer
Lavender and sage
A shorthand for the multitude of ways
I ruined every dinner with a gaze
Out the window somewhere far away
Nothing but a stage where we take advantage
The power play's the thing
Where you catch the conscience
Of the king and of the queen
A delicate imbalance
Pleasure's not forbidden but it's asked to keep its distance
Lavender and sage
A shorthand for the multitude of ways
I ruined every dinner with a gaze
Out the window somewhere far away
Nothing but a stage where we take advantage
The power play's the thing
Where you catch the conscience
Of the king and of the queen
A delicate imbalance
Pleasure's not forbidden but it's asked to keep its distance
Pleasure's not forbidden
But it's asked to keep its distance
Flash every signal green
But only for an instant
What I had to offer
Was a very good best
Just a playful peck
A coda to a childish fight
Now I'll always taste Campari
When I dream of Tuesday nights
Of a salted, steady breeze
That brought your body close to me
Lavender and sage
The soundtrack of the desperate middle age
The softest and sweetest kind of rage
I may as well be mute for what I want to say
Nothing but a bridge to carry every stranger
Who expects a little kiss
To get them through the danger
Whatever hopes we had went up in flames down by the river
Pleasure's not forbidden but it's asked to keep its distance
It was nothing but a hunch
That hit me like a truncheon
I was happy with a lunch
But you gave me a feast
In peals of wild laughter that spread from west to east
A bittersweet raconteur
Of blissful disobedience
Whatever flags were flying
I was bound to set sail
I didn't spoil the ending
It was up there in the trailer
Lavender and sage
A shorthand for the multitude of ways
I ruined every dinner with a gaze
Out the window somewhere far away
Nothing but a stage where we take advantage
The power play's the thing
Where you catch the conscience
Of the king and of the queen
A delicate imbalance
Pleasure's not forbidden but it's asked to keep its distance
Lavender and sage
A shorthand for the multitude of ways
I ruined every dinner with a gaze
Out the window somewhere far away
Nothing but a stage where we take advantage
The power play's the thing
Where you catch the conscience
Of the king and of the queen
A delicate imbalance
Pleasure's not forbidden but it's asked to keep its distance
