Saturday, September 23, 2006

Dengue Fever

The other night I think I made the right choice
I listened to the singer with the high-pitched voice

She made music that takes you to another place
Singing about long, lost loves with grace

It flows in your ears and you are taken away
to a beach in the Sixties in Asia or L.A.

The synth drones, guitars wail, drums drop
Surf rock meets Cambodian Pop.

Asked you to sign my CD. You wrote, “Thank you”
And I simply said “Thank you” back to you.

You put the innocence in things dangerous
like making carrot cake for a terrorist

It took a singer from Phnom Phen
But now I feel new again.


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