Suzanne

Suzanne takes you down to a place near the river
You can hear the boats go by
You can spend the night beside her
And you know that she's half-crazy
That's why you want to be there

And she feeds you tea and oranges
That come all the way from China
And just when you mean to tell her
That you have no love to give her
She gets you on her wavelength
She lets the river answer
That you've always been her lover

And you want to travel with her
You want to travel blind
'Cause you think maybe she'll trust you
For you've touched her perfect body with your mind

Well, Jesus was a sailor
When he walked upon the water
He spent a long time watching
From his lonely wooden tower
And when he knew for certain
Only drowning men could see him

He said, "All men shall be sailors then
Until the sea shall free them"
But he himself was broken
Long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human
He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone

And you want to travel with him
You want to travel blind
You think maybe you'll trust him
For he's touched your perfect body with his mind

Suzanne takes your hand
As she leads you to the river
She is wearing rags and feathers
From Salvation Army counters
And the sun pours down like honey
On our lady of the harbor

As she shows you where to look
Among the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in the seaweed
There are children in the morning
They are leaning out for love
And they will lean that way forever
While Suzanne holds the mirror

And you want to travel with her
You want to travel blind
You think maybe you'll trust her
For she's touched your perfect body with her mind
With her mind
With her mind