Hey very black
And very vital
She drifted, indolently through the door;
While he bound up, arms and legs flying
Onto the platform, nearly out of reach
Of her quick touch
That appeared silently on his head
Wheeling him from left
To right in mid-motion
As I lost sight of them
Behind the closing doors
1989 • You Stepped Out of a Cloud
1994 • After Hours
1994 • After Hours
1994 • After Hours
2002 • Natural Affinities
1962 • The Newest Sound Around
1962 • The Newest Sound Around
1962 • The Newest Sound Around
1962 • The Newest Sound Around
1962 • The Newest Sound Around
1962 • The Newest Sound Around
1962 • The Newest Sound Around