Robert Parks

Lyrics

Accountant for the Sun

I wake each morning
to the rising over pillow hills
silhouetted by her loving gaze
radiance sweeps my face
illuminates the fissure lines
arroyo’d tributaried by the rain
and how I took her in and take her in
sun’s mouth bit bridled and led to drink
at these green water wells
she knew she knows
indeed she’d have to shine
through grey of north
and for me all the time

She must have saved and saved one ray two rays
counting every ray and every beam three rays of sunshine
stowed so ever carefully away
that she would save the sun one drop two drops
seemed ridiculous to other girls three drops of sun
after all it came out every day
and so intense that you’d want to hide one two three rays shine
in an ocean, dark river, Pantanal
or Guarana
she knew she knows (oohs)
indeed she’d have to shine
through grey of north
and for me all the time
she knows the fabric of a solar flare
big star horse following her everywhere
she knows the value of
every luminescence she accounted
so precisely!

Oh Eliane, You’re a palace for the sun
the radiance you shine becomes you ... du-d-dudu
please appropriate some spending for yourself
it’s your account, my dear, that’s past due... du-d-dudu du-d-dudu
du-d-dudu




Lighthouse she pours her light four rays five rays
but like a lamp she thinks it passes through six rays of sunshine
doesn’t see herself the source today
saddling up her sad four drops five drops
so sullen in her disarray six drops of sun
rides into her little peaceful place
I try to pretend her shine don’t...
tears on the run kiss the lemon drops four five six rays shine
kiss each one until they’re finally none


Oh Eliane, You’re a palace for the sun
the radiance you shine becomes you... du-d-dudu
please appropriate some spending for yourself
it’s your account, my dear, that’s past due

Solo Break

Perhaps we’ll move below the Yucatan
(du du du du du du du du... a palace for the sun)
get lost in the azores on some atoll sand
sift the beach heat through the toes upon our feet
(du du du du du du du du... a palace for the sun)
outsource our feeling cold to Grey Street

Bahia Forteleza Carnival I want it all
I want to feel the heat on your skin
but more than any of these tropicalia dreams
I want your smile to rise
and wake me a-gain!


Oh Eliane, You’re a palace for the sun ( oh oh improv. )
the radiance you shine becomes you
please appropriate some spending for yourself
it’s only your account that’s past due du-d-dudu du-d-dudu
du-d-dudu



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