Patti Smith’s idols: Jean Genet, Albert Camus, Bob Dylan

Didn’t throw me for a loop

There are shapes bigger and cruel 

I forget what they can outdo

And even for today I’ve forgotten you

A reprieve I hardly knew

A small cost- shades of blue

We meet at the right words

Name the you in me

Do you understand what i mean 

Our geometric reflections

Tracing steps in succession 

Ricocheted opposition 

Orbits our condition

Should we collide

Meet again in the night

Find your hand in mine

The silence ringing in your sound

So i’ve learned to love the morning light

listening to you all around

This time i’m not running from the hollow

I know you’ll be gone tomorrow

I know our time’s run dry

I only want to say goodbye

In my own time

You’ll be a line

Come morning’s shine

I’ll be fine 

I’ll revel in dreams of yesterday 

When the fire was a place to play

I get off never knowing what’s next

Tell myself it’s exciting to perplex

Have I met a sense of self

Is this directionless wealth

Shifting around the box

Pretending there’s no lock

An illusion of freedom

Caged in ego deepens

Victim of choice

Creator of my own noise

Sifting in and out of form

wake up its here

the imagination is real

how does it feel 

when dreams aren’t surreal 

does it give the same appeal 

are you spotless and healed

do you look for cracks in the seal

do you hold out in fear

no one tells you careful its near

congratulations,

Nick Cave as captured by Youri Lenquette at a Parisian news stand on Oct. 10th, 1985, the day Orson Welles died.

I was hoping this would be a single and they also made a video for it

I’ve been waiting all of last year for this