Standing Ovation

Let me tell u what I know
..of love.

When u rise,
Then I will rise too.
I will place two feet on the floor before
The sun rises,
before the sun sets fire to the horizon
Before sunlight shining, gliding down our streets
Like a pelican, sweeps them clean and fresh
With the polish of a thousand promises.
I have been here before
I have stood half up-right in the half-light
Fighting tired and heavy bones, and knowing that the only joy
will be in the day’s end
Again
And we know that we have given the best of our days to causes not our own
we know that have given way to the parades of keyboards,
Time-pieces and telephones
The unbroken processions of tea-pots, loud-speakers and mega-phones
Endless drones marching under banners of a pavement grey and an ancient hellfire beige
What were we thinking?
And the gears beneath the city will grind and grind on regardless
And steam from ancient pipes will leach and seep into the darkness
And the buildings will shudder and rumble and teeter at the harbours
And it will roll on forever
but I will stand by u,
I will stand by u, fighting thru the middle of it all
Watching the midday sun make hop-scotch stones of skyscrapers
Hiding and chasing clouds in the shape of childhoods so far away, way above us
But listen
we don’t have to do this forever
we don’t have to do this forever

And when u rise
Then I will rise too
Because I remember u
Drifting thru the fumes of cigar smoke
The call of a toast, and charging our glasses
We were both of us bold and gorgeous and splashing the wine over a tofu carcass
The host and her most explosive laughter
Those blokes blowing smoke off a candelabra
And then someone set fire to the curtains
Oh, we had some times.
And we knew that we were beautiful
And we knew that we were amazing
Back then.
back before we were born
Back before we were caught in the horror of billboards
Magazines and televisions, the obscene and vicious minions
of a coarse and selfish hate
And the billboards say:
U r not beautiful
And the billboards say:
U r not amazing
And the billboards say:
U smell funny and ur fat
And U will never be loved
U are just not good enough
U will never be loved

So fuck them!
fuck them!

There are subtexts of psychology that could be used for so much good.
and I couldn’t even look my own god in the eye.
But I remember who I am
And I will rise.
I have never let go of the belief that I am special
And I will rise.
I have never let go of the belief that I am here for a reason
I have carried my passion through the breaking of seasons
I have battled with guilt and shame
And doubts as savage as betrayal and treason
But I never turned my back on my own heart
And now I will rise.

I will rise

I will rise and follow u into the pitch and pandemonium of opening night
I will add to whispers and murmurs
Ur name now finally, lit up in lights
I will make my way back stage and slip u a hip flask of vodka
“it’s alright mate, u were born for this”
And I will take my place, tophats to my left
And patches to my right, the dimming of lights
I sigh and I sigh with antici—-patience isn’t a virtue of mine
And then when u rise
Striding from back stage letting a dressing gown of sequins and glitter
And ego and image slip shimmering from ur shoulders
then i will rise too
I will rise and rise through my spine tingleing
fingers digging into the arms of my chair
Saying, ‘Oah Yeah! Come on now!’
And then when u rise
now lightly gliding right up to your rightful place,
Replacing a life-time of learnt behaviour with the ancient instincts of ur own heart
Then I will rise too
I will rise and rise with my breath through my chest
jelly set tremours sent and swept through the rest of the crowd
Saying ‘Oah Yeah! Come on now!’
And then when u rise
to finally stand and stand there before us
Scattering light from the back to the corners
An adorable presence of heaven-sent beauty and naughtiness
Standing there as naked and as glorious as the full moon
Singing ‘this is who I am, and now this is my song!’
Then I will rise too
I will rise and rise and rush to my feet with 5000 fans screaming,
As streamers, balloons and confetti fall
Settling at our feet stamping our stamping our feet
Our chanting our chanting now tearing up seats
Our panties and knickers thrown up in release
And freedom
You! you!
you are so fucking amazing
you are so fucking amazing
you are so fucking amazing

don’t you ever forget that.
And if they try to take this from u
Those highway men of memory
Or the rouges of self-doubt, disbelief and false humility
Then let them answer to me
Let them answer to me!
I will take a kiss from the king of hearts
And scatter them into the darkness
Blow me down with a kiss!
I will give my life for this
Because I remember, adore and believe in u
And when u rise
Then I will rise too
And this is what I know
of love

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