SUZANNE VEGA ~ GYPSY

Two videos here...... The first contains no music: it is Suzanne Vega talking about  Leonard Cohen to a guy she had a teenage romance with long ago, when she was working at a summer summer camp in the Adirondack mountains, not that far from her home in New York. The guy was from Liverpool in the U.K. and the clip mentions some interesting observations by Suzanne on the differences between Americans and people from the U.K. I am a Brit, so found this anecdote rather amusing. I guess we are generally an honest nation! :-)

The second track is one Suzanne wrote for the Liverpudlian guy, all those years ago.....

You come from far away
With pictures in your eyes
Of coffee shops and morning streets
In the blue and silent sunrise
But night is the cathedral
Where we recognized the sign
We strangers know each other now
As part of the whole design #

Oh, hold me like a baby
That will not fall asleep
Curl me up inside you
And let me hear you through the heat
 
You are the jester of this courtyard
With a smile like a girl's
Distracted by the women
With the dimples and the curls
By the pretty and the mischievous
By the timid and the blessed
By the blowing skirts of ladies
Who promise to gather you to their breast
 

Oh, hold me like a baby
That will not fall asleep
Curl me up inside you
And let me hear you through the heat

  You have hands of raining water
And that earring in your ear
The wisdom on your face
Denies the number of your years
With the fingers of the potter
And the laughing tale of the fool
The arranger of disorder
With your strange and simple rules
Yes now I've met me another spinner
Of strange and gauzy threads
With a long and slender body
And a bump upon the head


Oh, hold me like a baby
That will not fall asleep
Curl me up inside you
And let me hear you through the heat

  With a long and slender body
And the sweetest softest hands
And we'll blow away forever soon
And go on to different lands
And please do not ever look for me
But with me you will stay
And you will hear yourself in song
Blowing by one day

Oh, hold me like a baby
That will not fall asleep
Curl me up inside you
And let me hear you through the heat