lenny are you with me? tell me when the show ends. is it when the music stops or the sex loses trend? i've met many people who said they are your friend. in fact, pete once told me your mind was a godsend. at 20 you got emphysema but you still wanted to light...maybe if you wrote back i could know what's right.
but i know you are a gorgeous guy, too gorgeous to die.
lenny, i can't feel you with me. i think you went wrong with telling me, a pianist, you'll give me fame for my body. i am frequently disgusted, frequently appalled, but still i know the words to all your goddamn songs.
so lenny, can you tell me what it's like to feel your heart go? with the fruits in blossom i know where your body is stowed...
you were a man who took every take to sing. you could barely even honor your wedding ring.
but i know you were a gorgeous guy, just gorgeous enough to die.
so i'll bring you back to life. i wasn't joking when i said i'd be your wife. i'll be playing Mahler 5 when i head up to brooklyn. so be ready, lenny, i'll bring you back to life! so get ready, i'm coming. better watch your back. i'll slip into the graveyard and shovel up your past. i'll wipe the dirt off my face and know that you are here. now that your body is with me, i'll whisper in your ear--