Richard Pryor Addresses a Tearful Nation
Sometimes I think I've almost fooled myself
Sometimes I think I've almost fooled myself--
Spreading out my wings
Above us like a tree,
Laughing now, out loud
Almost like I was free
I look at you as the thing I wanted most
You look at me and it's like you've seen a ghost¡º
I wear the face
Of all this has cost:
Everything you tried to keep away from me,
Everything I took from you and lost
Lights shine above me, they're like your eyes above the street
Lights shine below me, they're like stars beneath my feet¡º
I stood on your shoulders
And I walked on my hands,
You watched me while I tried to fall
You can't bear to watch me land
Take me away, carry me like a dove
Take me away, carry me like a dove¡º
Love me like you're lying
Let me feel you near,
Remember me for trying
And excuse me while I disappear
Devious Comments
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I suppose this is me slowly dying,
smearing myself against you, against the words I write,
leaving little bits like bright red Christmas presents,
moist and smelling like old iron artillery.
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