The Cinema Show

Home from work our Juliet clears her morning meal

She dabs her skin with pretty smells concealing to appeal

I will make my bed, she said, but turned to go

Can she be late for her cinema show?

Romeo locks his basement flat and scurries up the stairs

With head held high and floral tie, a weekend millionaire

I will make my bed with her tonight he cries

Can he fail armed with his chocolate surprise?

Take a little trip back with Father Tiresias

Listen to the old one speak of all he has lived through

I have crossed between the poles and for me there's no mystery

Once a man, like the sea I raged

Once a woman, like the earth I gave

But there is in fact more earth than sea

Take a little trip back with Father Tiresias

Listen to the old one speak of all he has lived through

I have crossed between the poles and for me there's no mystery

Once a man, like the sea I raged

Once a woman, like the earth I gave

But there is in fact more earth than sea