Suzanne Takes You Down To Her Place By The River

You Can Hear The Boats Go By, You Can Spend The Night Forever

And You Know That She's Half Crazy And That's Why You Want To Be There

And She Feeds You Tea And Oranges That Came All The Way From China

And Just When You Want To Tell Her That You Have No Love To Give Her

She Gets You On Her Wavelength And She Lets The River Answer

That You've Always Been Her Lover



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And You Want To Travel With -her- And You Want To Travel Blind

And You Think You Maybe Trust -her- 'cause She's Touched Your Perfect Body

With -her- Mind

And Jesus Was A Sailor When He Walked Apon The Water

And 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-.../...'cause -he's-...

Suzanne Takes Your Hand And She Leads You To The River

She's Wearing Rags And Feathers From Salvation Army Counters

And The Sun Pours Down Like Honey On Our Lady Of The Harbor

And She Shows You Where To Look Amid 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'll Lean That Way Forever

While Suzanne Holds Her Mirror



And You Want To Travel With -her-...

...'cause You've Touched Her Perfect Body With Your Mind