Cleopatra Dreams On - Jeffrey Lee Pierce

Your window sweats

Your man, he is asleep

The tower clock moans the appointments that you keep

Enter the bar

And Cleopatra dreams on

Now, your lover is drunk

And he’s asleep on the lawn

Your boy is in the desert, and he fondles a fawn

Go to the bar

Cleopatra dreams on

Now, the agents of grace

Have been stealing your lace

They cheat in the race, then claim your face

This is no place

For Cleopatra dreaming on

So, you don’t have to put me on

I know you’re alone in the dawn

I’ll wait outside while Cleopatra dreams on

Now, there you go exploding your mind again

And yes, I understand all the trouble you’ve been in

But hey, man, I’m your friend!

So, you don’t have to put me on

I know you’re there in the dawn

I wait outside, and Cleopatra dreams on

The disciples of soul

And the husbands of woo

They don’t know exactly what to do with you

They tax your broken heart

And commission your blues

And I’m trying to understand

What you need

While you stand on the bar and wave flags at me

Step out in the rain

Cleopatra dreams on

Cleopatra dreams on

Cleopatra dreams on

Cleopatra dreams on

I heard her dreaming

Cleopatra dreams on

I heard her dream