SMALL TALK AT BUKOWSKA AND LIBELTA: A poet in Poznan. - Poetry Chapbook, 2012.

“Krabo” They say moon is the same for everyone Streets are hostile or friendly Nothing depends on your luck You exist cause you’re taught to...

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

"Because I Can"

Free as the eagle's wing, always... fine as your culprit's blues
Not always dedicated... but always, always true
You ask me why I do these things that make you go insane
Lady, because I can...
Lady, because I am...

Restless as the wind's white antenna... resting in chameleon's eye
Not always feeling good... but always in the byest of bye
& you ask me why I'm dancing on your buttered sea of plans
Lady, because I can...
Lady, because I am...

And if anyone should ask you... if I truly am your man
Tell'em I'm the wind that blows just because it can
And tell'em that this wind is always close to where you stand
Lady...it's always there... reach out your hand...
I think you can

Broken as the cup you're drinking from... or blinking lights of home
Not always there for you when you're feeling quite alone
Yet still my hand is wrapped so tight around your sleepy waist
& the songs I wrote are there for you, and I never need to rest
Lady, cause you're the best
Lady, I'm headed West...

Born as the ghost of Jacques Brel... vast in your candlelight
Not always there are tulips... not always must you lie
You ask me why I do these things that make you go insane
Lady, because I can...
Lady, because I am...

And if anyone should ask you... if I truly am your man
Tell'em I'm the wind that blows just because it can
And tell'em that this wind is always close to where you stand
Lady...it's always there... reach out your hand...
If you only think you can
Lady, cause I'm your man
Lady, because we can

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