New Orleans (Esca)

Back in June with a wax moon high
And the blue sun stirring
Back in New Orleans, man -
Walking the night off

I heard a voice singing
An ode to the rivers
And she filled the air with streams
Oh of silk and smoke
And I feel the night get warmer
With her heated breath

Off my heels to find her - I'm
Lost on Bourbon
Just a voice, an anchor, a light
To lead me to her

One luminescent sign
Bright and waiting
Some footsteps echo loud
Oh, closer now
And her face is sharp and worn
But greets me kindly
And her lips move - if to speak

Light gone, she angles her head
I think I'll stay



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