Tuesday

(Anastasio)

Black water and a feast in the summer
Slow dancing with the trees all around
I’m spinning in the breeze with my Mary-Anne
I like to see her when the sun goes down

One day, maybe Tuesday evening
I’m dancing with the trees all around
One day, and the spin slows down…

Slow colors as we lift through the canopy
Still laughing with her hair all around
I’m spinning through the trees with my Mary-Anne
Flipped over and we drift on down

One day, maybe Tuesday evening
She comes running when her baby comes round
One day, when the beat slowed down
I’m dancin’ with the trees all around
One day, with the beat slowed down

One day, and you can feel it all around
One day, when the beat slowed down
One day, and I can see it somehow
One day, when the beat slowed down

Rosewater is my drink in the summer
I love to see her with her hair hanging down
Slow dancing in the trees with my Mary-Anne
She comes running when her baby comes round

One day, and you can feel it all around
One day, when the beat slowed down
One day, and I can see it somehow
One day, when the beat slowed down

Black water and a feast in the summer
Slow dancing with the trees all around…
One day….