Suzanne

Suzanne takes you down to her place by the river
You can hear the boats go by, you can spend the night forever
And you know that she's half crazy, that's why you want to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges that came all the way from China
And just when you wanna tell her that you have no love to give her
She gets you on her wavelength, and she lets the river answer
That you'll always be her lover

And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you think you maybe trust her
'Cause she's touched your perfect body with her mind

And Jesus was a sailor when He walked upon the water
And He spent a long time watching from a lonely wooden tower
And when He knew for certain only drowning men could see Him
He said, "All men shall be sailors then, until the sea shall free them"
But He Himself was broken long before the sky would open
Forsaken almost human, He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone

And you want to travel with Him
And you want to travel blind
And you think you maybe trust Him
For He's touched your perfect body with His mind

Suzanne takes your hand, and she leads you to the river
She's wearing rags and feathers from salvation encounters
And the sun pours down like honey on our lady of the harbor
And she shows you where to look
Amid the garbage and the flowers

There are heroes in the seaweed
There are children in the morning
They are leaning out for love, and they will lean that way forever
While Suzanne holds her mirror

And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you think you maybe trust her
For you've touched her perfect body with your mind