Sleep With Me Testo

in my dreams of royal splendour the day i found the ear of Vincent van Gogh in the ten million nightmares of Kenneth Toomey on the ship that died of shame (oh so...) let's be friends, let's be be enemies no time for values in between oh, so cosmopolitan... if in hate is adoration if the light is joy so Renoir if the joy of impression and heart if fauvism is seductive art if Signac, Dufy, Matisse and Bonnard are the forces against absurdity, cruelty, superficiality... then you all mean it...mean life, mean force then, as my father said: you were all in my class ...means i love you all so let's be friends or let's be enemies "sleep with me, my poison envy, my enemy, (my mandarin) sleep with me on the ship that died of shame"