Porcelain Blue - Kate Campbell

She is standing in the garden silently astute

Waiting for the sun to come and kiss away the dew

How can she be so translucent from my window view

I can see her heart clear through in porcelain blue

You can find me in the city where the music grooves

Surrounded by a misty brew of magic and voodoo

Lying in my bed in the sultry afternoon

I can hear those saints go marching through in porcelain blue

I will follow in that number

And I hope to meet you there

Blessed Mary please don’t slumber

Pray for us who need your care

Staring at this vase searching for my muse

If lovers die together are they forever fused

I’ve heard love’s eternal and I wonder if it’s true

Underneath this crescent city moon in porcelain blue