After Suzanne
- Recorded by masamage: mp3 & ogg

Your friend leads you down
To her house near the suburbs
You can glimpse the normal lives
Through the op'nings in her shutters
And you know she has these hungers
But that's what you were designed for
And she feeds you her attention
Like no other has before her
And just when you mean to warn her
That they made you for another
Then she gets you on her wavelength
And you see that, 'til you met her,
You had never known a player

And you want to travel with her
And you want to feed her fire
And you know she understands you
For she's touched your perfect code with her desires

And Dom and Ed were killers
When they sailed across the water
And methodically they tested
Every fragile, buoyant bower
And when at last they got here
They looked back the way they came in
And they drank a toast to sailors and
The violent sea that claims them
But they'd each failed in their mission
Long before the bay disgorged them
The beauty of their weapons
Would break upon the shoreline of your love

And you cannot travel with them
For they only know the fire
But you think you understand them
For they've touched your perfect code with their desires

Now your friend takes your hand
And she leads you through the suburbs
She is wearing castoff rumours
From another player's culture
And the ground rushed up to meet her
And her body was a ribbon
And she showed you where to look
Within yourself for desperation
There are heroes who would harm her
There's a child we put inside you
It is yearning to be loved
And you will yearn that way forever
While your friend holds the mirror

And you want to travel with her
And you want to feed her fire
And you think you understand her
For she's touched your perfect code with her desires

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