Once I knew a woman
Who lived in gypsy ways
And we made gypsy love
In those my gypsy days
She wore broadcloth and rock jewels
And second hand lace
Her queenly tatters hung over
Her perfect form and grace
We would talk for hours about anything
From the front page news to Yeats
About the New Jerusalem that quietly waits in everyone
Then she'd fill the room with spring root and sage
As we lay by candlelight
Our bodies locked in love from midnight to the morning sun
When we were one
She walked the Earth lightly
One inch above this world
A dreamy blue-eyed moon goddess
With an Andalusian swirl
She was a fierce spirit
Innocence unchained
No heir to the ills of Adam
My Paradise regained
Then she led me down to the edge of town
Where we lit our Buddha sticks
As we floated high above of the herringbone bricks in dark galleries
A streetlamp made her eyes to shine
Like a beacon in the night
Offering this mariner, a guiding light over the stormy seas
And a few memories
Whoa, oh-oh, a streetlamp made her eyes to shine
Like a beacon in the night
Offering this mariner, a guiding light over the stormy seas
And a few memories
Once I loved the woman
Who lived in gypsy ways
Would that I could return
To those my gypsy days
