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letra de saint sebastian - the rosemaries

[intro]
ave maria

[verse 1]
streetlamp starlight on my skin
make me into your saint sebastian
i wanna taste, taste, taste where you have been
let me, let me touch your marble skin
let me be, let me be saint sebastian
saint sebastian, saint sebastian
turn my eyes up to the sky
touch me in a way that makes me die

[verse 2]
die a small death as i die
you look quite deep into my eyes
i’ll be dying against the rusty bark
waiting for the day when you start
loving me without thе ropes
give me no arrows, lots of hopеs
“militant omni amans”
and the soldierly sebastians

[verse 3]
“militae species amare est”
which incarnation is laid to rest
we are paintings, nothing more
dying saints hung on the wall
our androgyny, like sebastian’s
is found in our juxtapositions
my languid body curves
arrows straight, pierce and hurt
[chorus]
street star lamplight on my face
paint me with your burning grace
quickly photograph my dying face
frame it, hang it pride of place
i am saint sebastian
like guido reni, we began
to capture my androgyny
the pleasure, pain, of loving me

[verse 4]
your fingertips are on my spine
you make the thoughts of your priest mine
touch me like irene of rome
then touch me roughly far from home
we both know all roads lead there
back to rome or home or nowhere
tie me to an electric tree
a streetlamp crucifix for me

[verse 5]
my body pressed against the metal
taste the warmth where your kiss settled
graffiti on the walls proclaims
the death of all the other saints
my conversion damascene
was nothing short of quite obscene
hot, hard arrows pr-ck me here
like poor sir thomas wyatts deer
[verse 6]
i don’t say “noli me tangere”
but you never touched me that way
but when my face was in the sun
we only kissed when night begun
the sebastian that came
will never really be the same
as the one that leaves this street
punctured on unsteady feet

[verse 7]
he and i, from soldier to saint
from alive to dead, and back again
from the human to the sublime
as you touch me, i am enshrined
beautiful life to a finished one
now finish a losing game i won
beautiful life to a finished one
now finish a losing game i won

[chorus]
street star lamplight on my face
paint me with your burning grace
quickly photograph my dying face
frame it, hang it pride of place
i am saint sebastian
like guido reni, we began
to capture my androgyny
the pleasure, pain, of loving me
[verse 8]
lit by the metaphor of the moon
feminine the scholars assume
your face looks very far away
further than the guilt-framed day
her canonised body is most lucent
as we look at the love that i’ve spent
paltry here on the cold concrete
i try not to be too discreet

[verse 9]
somehow the high rise estate
looks like a byzantine place
as the spray paint faces there
take on a mosaic air
taunt and tantalise the alley
where we linger, where we dally
intellectuality
inside our ambiguity

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ave maria

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