Almost Perfect Face
A Gypsy's Reflection: Love's Hotel and the Almost Perfect Face
Lyrics
Forgive me pretty lady but I said your name too soon
Expressing regret for mentioning the lady's name prematurely.
There were roosters on my steeple when you danced across the room
Describing a moment when the lady caught attention, using metaphorical language like "roosters on my steeple."
I observed the lads beside you and I thought I could compete
Noting competition with other men around the lady.
But when you moved right to me and I felt tremors in my feet
Feeling nervous and excited when the lady approached.
I guess I am a gypsy and I do what my blood says
Describing a free-spirited nature influenced by heritage.
If you have an antidote for beauty please deliver it today
Requesting a remedy for the overwhelming beauty of the lady.
before I drown inside the pit of your almost perfect face
Expressing the impact of the lady's nearly flawless face, using vivid imagery like drowning in a pit.
There were many implications when you wore my ragged coat
Reflecting on the implications of the lady wearing the speaker's worn-out coat.
You claimed I was captain when in truth I was the boat
Metaphorically portraying the speaker as a vessel navigating the lady's influence.
I sail inside your body like a coked-up butterfly
Describing an intense, fleeting experience within the lady's presence.
And when the dream was over I had band aids on my eyes
Expressing the aftermath of a vivid dream or romantic encounter.
I guess I am a novice when it comes to love's hotel
Acknowledging inexperience in the realm of love.
I thought you wanted fire when in truth you wanted hell
Misinterpreting the lady's desires, thinking she wanted excitement.
I was blinded by your embrace and your almost perfect face
Being captivated and blinded by the lady's embrace and beauty.
Love is a window where your branches stretch
Using metaphor to describe love as a window with branches stretching.
There are mirrors in the moon that show me what I crave
Imagining reflections in the moon, hinting at unfulfilled desires.
The thread, a bridge, a touch of your almost perfect face
Desiring a connection with the lady's almost perfect face.
Forgive me pretty lady, I am still to learn of love
Apologizing for lack of love knowledge, admitting to misjudging it.
I thought I'd found it in a movie but it didn't match my heart
Discovering that love in reality doesn't match the idealized version from movies.
All my friends they told me, it's a kingdom in the sky
Contrasting idealistic views of love with a harsh reality.
But when I looked above me I just saw missiles flying by
Observing a world filled with conflict and danger, contrary to the expected utopia.
I guess you need a poem to shape its surf crest
Implying the complexity of love needs artistic expression like poetry.
All the ones who know are still going for the chase
Noting that those experienced in love are still pursuing it.
Of the mirage, of the conceit of your almost perfect face
Chasing the illusion and pride associated with the lady's almost perfect face.
Child of the night, child of the back streets, I need to write you down
Referring to the lady as a mysterious and captivating figure associated with the night and back streets.
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