The Prisoner - Two Loons For Tea, Matt Chamberlain, Brad Houser

You can’t heal your father with a kiss

He was a blind boy in corduroy

Your porcelain sister, she’s really a steel woman

And I’m not sure if she’s an angel or a changeling

The prisoner laughed

At the marble and must

Don’t lie to a flower

Feline girl

Perhaps she’s not an angel after all

Don’t lie to a flower

(A child knows these things…)

He couldn’t fly too soon…

And you’re deep in the center of a circle

The prisoner questioned his blindness

And you couldn’t fly too soon, could you?

Soon you’ll be free of your velvet logic

Oh, you always surround me Oh, you’re always above me

(streamlined and steely

Perfumed and porcelain.)

Oh you always surround me Oh you’re always above me Don’t lie to a flower

(A child knows these things…)

He couldn’t fly too soon…

(through a cup of desire…)

He couldn’t fly too soon

(the color of sky…)

He couldn’t fly too soon

(the spoke of time and salt and desire…)

He couldn’t fly too soon

Listen fool, there’s a hole in your head

Your worlds are locked up in tiny boxes

Perhaps she’s not an angel after all

He spoke of time, of salt and desire

(A child knows these things…)