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Cy Twombly, Apollo and the Artist (1975) / Giambattista Tiepolo, Apollo and Daphne (1743-1744) / Cy Twombly, Venus (1975) / Bartholomaeus Spranger, Venus and Adonis (1597) / Cy Twombly, Venus and Adonis (1978)

Just before our love got lost you said “I am as constant as a northern star” And I said, “Constant in the darkness Where’s that at? If you want me I’ll be in the bar” On the back of a cartoon coaster In the blue TV screen light I drew a map of Canada Oh Canada With your face sketched on it twice Oh you are in my blood like holy wine Oh and you taste so bitter but you taste so sweet Oh I could drink a case of you I could drink a case of you darling Still I’d be on my feet I’d still be on my feet Oh I am a lonely painter I live in a box of paints I’m frightened by the devil And I’m drawn to those ones that ain’t afraid I remember that time that you told me, you said “Love is touching souls” Surely you touched mine “Cause part of you pours out of me In these lines from time to time Oh you are in my blood like holy wine And you taste so bitter but you taste so sweet Oh I could drink a case of you I could drink a case of you darling Still I’d be on my feet I’d still be on my feet I met a woman She had a mouth like yours She knew your life She knew your devils and your deeds And she said "Go to him, stay with him if you can Oh but be prepared to bleed” Oh but you are in my blood you’re my holy wine Oh and you taste so bitter but you taste so sweet I could drink a case of you darling

“Sometimes good intentions dont come accross so well got me analyzing everything that aint worth thinking bout just cause I aint lived through the same hand that was dealt to you doesn’t make me any less or make any more of you I wouldn’t trade my best day so you could validate all your fears and if I’ve only got one shot won’t waste it on a shadow box I stand right here well its all talk talk talk talkin in the wind it only slows you down if you start listenin and it’s a whole lot harder to shine then undermine ya undermine first mile is always harder when your leavin what you know who would claim if you stay here waving to me as I go always wish the best for you thought that you would see me through my wildest dreams ya the ones you thoguht id never make still you would trade your best day just to have your way all these years and if you only had one shot maybe all this talk would disappear it’s all talk talk talk talkin in the wind it only slows you down if you start listenin and it’s a whole harder to shine than undermine”