Deep Space (An Equestrienne In the Circus of the Falling Star)



These stars


no one else can see


Trapeze the height of thee


vanish as they call




These blues


no one else can hear


no one else can sing


this one for you


Can they, dear?




Things that you do are always with me


when you're laughing


you're always here


What's the use in crying?


It won't matter when we're old.




This tear


will finally fall


Keep your eyes here


when there's no net at all




When the Lord's face


is an all-night cafe


There's a woman who will wait on


what you have to say


And your dreams are like marbles


in the pocket of a little boy


and they whisper when you hold them


like a beautiful girl




Beautiful girl.




reprinted from The Magazine ©1984 by Rickie Lee Jones Warner Bros. Records, Inc.




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