Two For The PRice Of One

 

He had what you might call a trivial occupation

He cleaned the platforms of the local railway station

With no romance in his life

Sometimes he wished he had a wife

He read the matrimonial advertising pages

The cries for help from different people, different ages

But they had nothing to say

At least not until the day

When something special he read

This is what it said:

 

If you dream of the girl for you

Then call us and get two for the price of one

We're the answer if you feel blue

So call us and get two for the price of one

If you dream of the girl for you

(If you are dreaming of someone who might be right for you)

Then call us and get two for the price of one

(Why don't you call us and you'll get two for the price of one)

We're the answer if you feel blue

(We may be the answers to your problem, a chance with we two)

So call us and get two for the price of one

(Why don't you call us and you'll get two for the price of one)

 

He called the number and a voice said, "Alice Whiting"

The voice was husky and it sounded quite exciting

He was amazed at his luck

The purest streak of gold he'd struck

He said, "I read your ad, it sounded rather thrilling

I think a meeting could be mutually fulfilling

Why don't we meet for a chat

The three of us in my flat

I can't forget what I read"

This is what it said:

 

If you dream of the girl for you

Then call us and get two for the price of one

We're the answer if you feel blue

So call us and get two for the price of one

If you dream of the girl for you

(If you are dreaming of someone who might be right for you)

Then call us and get two for the price of one

(Why don't you call us and you'll get two for the price of one)

We're the answer if you feel blue

(We may be the answers to your problem, a chance with we two)

So call us and get two

(Why don't you call us and you'll get two)

For the price of one...

 

She said, "I'm sure we must be perfect for each other

And if you doubt it you'll be certain when you meet my mother"

 

i Let The Music Speak

 

I’m hearing images

I’m seeing songs

no poet has ever painted
voices call out to me

straight to my heart

so strange yet we’re so well acquainted
I let the music speak
with no restraints

I let my feelings take over
carry my soul away into the world
where beauty meets the darkness of the day

Where my mind is like an open window
where the high and healing winds blow
from my shallow sleep the sounds awake me

I let them take me

Let it be a joke

let it be a smile

let it be a farce

if it makes me laugh

for a little while
let it be a tear

let it be a sigh

coming from a heart

speaking to a heart

let it be a cry

 

Some streets are emptiness

dry leaves of autumn

rustling down an old alley
and in the dead of night

I find myself 

a blind man in some ancient valley
I let the music speak
leading me gently urging me like a lover
leading me all the way into a place
where beauty will defeat the darkest day

Where I’m one with every grand illusion
no disturbance no intrusion
where I let the wistful seduce me

I let them use me

Let it be a joke

let it be a smile

let it be a farce

if it makes me laugh

for a little while
let it be a tear

let it be a sigh

coming from a heart

speaking to a heart

let it be a cry

Let it be a tear

let it be a sigh

coming from a heart

speaking to a heart

let it be a cry

Let it be the joy of each new sunrise

or the moment when a day dies
I surrender without reservation

no explanations

no questions why
I take it to me

and let it flow through me yes

I let the music speak

I let the music speak

 

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