Kimberly

kmI was goin’ crazy, so crazy I knew I could break through with you,

So with one hand I rocked you and with one heart I reached for you.

Ah, I knew your youth was for the takin’, fire on a mental plane,

So I ran through the fields as the bats with their baby vein faces

Burst from the barn and flames in a violent violet sky,

And I fell on my knees and pressed you against me.

Your soul was like a network of spittle,

Like glass balls movin’ in like cold streams of logic,

And I prayed as the lightning attacked

That something will make it go crack, something will make it go crack,

Something will make it go crack, something will make it go crack. 

The palm trees fall into the sea,

It doesn’t matter much to me

As long as you’re safe, Kimberly.

And I can gaze deep

Into your starry eyes, baby, looking deep in your eyes, baby,

Looking deep in your eyes, baby, looking deep in your eyes, baby,

Into your starry eyes

— Patti Smith

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