Rickie Lee Jones Carried Into Redemption Letras:
i know that lizards like jelly, because i have fed
wild geckos on the roof of my hut in the
seychelles islands. she was called the morning
lizard, and i would drop clear ponds from the tips
of my fingers for her to drink, and drop gobs of
silly flavored jelly on the counter for her to
lick.

i know that it is possible to become intimate with
a stranger, from a distance, across time and
continents, because i have knelt before a young
master in a very private tea ceremony. i watched
him move, whisk, wipe, fold, touch, offer, drink,
enter, exit,

well this one wasn't so good. i have debuted at
carnegie hall. i have been homeless, panhandled on
the streets. i have witnessed death, and birth,
and graduation. i have been told to leave, and
invited to stay. i went to a big new years eve
party in new york city, with many famous people,
the mayor, baryshnikov, jessica lange, i was at
the opening of the film which one best film that
year. i was kicked out of high school i was given
the key to the city of baltimore. what a kick. i'd
like more of those. i was arrested i am the
highest point of my family tree. i call them to
fruition, i sing them themes about the beautiful
sky, but they cannot see it. there is a canopy
above them, being woven out of determination to
grow. out of the legacy of pain. i call them but
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they do not come, they cannot come, no sun hits
them. i have swum with turtles in the open sea. i
found ancient, rusty nails on the shore. and
written about the boat, the sailors, and their
homes , from one piece of survival. i grew up in a
hospital, watching my brother die. i grew up in a
hotel room , watching my mother bring home left
over food.for our dinner. i have cried my self to
sleep by the cold sea, with no coat or blanket or
dime for the phone, and awakened in the warm sun,
in his arms, hearing his grunts and the rustling
of his leaves, his great purring and measured love
by these things, and so love became a fearful
calm, and i have always run back to the storm the
lion completed, weakened by love, send me back to
the hunt my lord i have turned my back to the
sunrise from hotel rooms and called out the name
of the setting sun from the desert floor i've been
where it was happening i have made it happen i
have walked down tiny lanes alone, for miles i
have planned revolutions i have carved myself into
moderation i abandon my own shadow i have been
attacked by droves of red ants. by crazy horses by
crazy people i have been carried all the way, by
someone, now and then but he is always too tired
to stay then and i hate him for loving my weakness
i have been in a helicopter, flying over the
alaskan glaciers, and i have been in the concord,
faster than sound. as much as i have learned
camouflage, i have left my broken body on the
plains at dusk i been in a jet when the oxygen
masks dropped i came out to the car and my
daughter was gone from her car seat. she had
followed me in. all of it is written over and over
again. i have skiied, water skiied, raced in the
water, i have played baseball and cards. i learned
chess at 8, when i learned my funny valentine. i
met bob dylan. He called me a poet. i rode with
maximilian shell, and leonard cohen in the same
elevator.on different occasio
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