Lyrics:
Aphrodite won't let me live my life in peace
I fall in love with every cute girl that I meet
The spirit of Sappho is alive inside of me
The spirit
no kiss goodbye sappho
There was no kiss goodbye sappho
You still have my favorite t-shirt
There you left me waiting in ridgewood
Who's gonna take
Did you know Sappho's song was full of lust?
Rejected by the girl she trusts
Twice married never satisfied
Overshadowed by a man until she died
But
Sappho, hope I've made you proud
Made you proud by now
I've been trying for years
It's been a whole lot of tears
If I'm honest
I wish I could tell you some
I wrote this song for Louise Nevelson, the sculptor,
Also Billie Holiday, and a group of kick-ass women artists.
Sappho was a poet
Billie was
And Sappho's calling me, and Sappho screams to me to come on, come on
She's that, and she's knocking, knocking down my front door
She could rock you, Oh, she
a cherry hue
Read me poems of Sappho
And never say "I love you"
Oh, to close my eyes, basking in the sun with you
Delicate touches, and a picnic by the sea
only as good as my word
So I guess it's time to shut up.
And Sappho said
That in the end....
dead you will lie
And never memory of you will there be
the wind
Now remain in gray and you'll never have to think of them again
Secret sapphos on golden trees on a gate
Only blind of purpose in the skin
Stay
de aller saaiste sport
Want alle grijze muizen zweren bij pittig kort
Sappho's volgelingen, U kent ze allemaal
Vaak een heel kort koppie, soms zelfs
of Sappho
cnd I kinda want a love like that
Dramatic as anything,
I'm not saying that you gotta be about me
I'm just saying you gotta want me loudly
Like
butch I gotta rail
I can see it in his eyes
He wants the lady dick
But forever he can try
I'm one of Sappho's chicks
Got a cup that's too empty
Gotta fill
loving you should be a crime
You don't have to ask, I am yours, and you are mine
Your taste is epiphany, Sappho's portrait, you're divine
Van Gogh was
Oh Sappho! My voice
is hoarse tonight,
like torn papyrus.
It maims the words gathering in the temple
to your name.
Are you there, Sappho?Hear my
loving you should be a crime
You don't have to ask, I am yours, and you are mine
Your taste is epiphany, Sappho's portrait, you're divine
Van Gogh was
Who can tell me if we have heaven,
Who can say the way it should be;
Moonlight holly, the Sappho Comet,
Angel's tears below a tree.
You talk
As Madam Sappho in some sonnet said
A slap and a tickle
Is all that the fickle
Male ever has in his head
Most gentlemen don't like love
I've been in love
and believe me, eau
Sophocles, also Sappho-ho
Unless you know Shelley and Keats and Pope
Dainty Debbies will call you a dope
But the poet of them all
Who
stood at full salute
Later on we smoked a pipe that struck me dumb
And made it impossible to speak
As you closed in, in slow motion
Quoting Sappho, in
better get out of there dear (get out of there)
I was hiding all away
Alright yeah!
Alright yeah!
You searched through all my poets
From Sappho
better get out of there dear (get out of there)
I was hiding all away
Alright yeah!
Alright yeah!
You searched through all my poets
From Sappho
stood at full salute
Later on we smoked a pipe that struck me dumb
And made it impossible to speak
As you closed in, in slow motion,
Quoting Sappho
stood at full salute
Later on we smoked a pipe that struck me dumb
And made it impossible to speak
As you closed in, in slow motion
Quoting Sappho, in
create the music in my soul
I am Quolus
I am Sappho
I am H.D.
I am all these things
The water, the waves and the water
No more transcending
No more
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