I haven't moved since
the call came
Since the call came I haven't moved
I stare at the wall knowing on the other side the storm that waits for me
The Seated Woman with
the parasol may be the only one you can't betray
If I'm the Seated Woman with the parasol I will be safe in my frame
I have no need for a
sea view
For a sea view I have no need
I have my little pleasures
This wall being one of these
And the Seated Woman with the parasol may be the only one you can't betray
If I'm the Seated Woman with the parasol I will be safe in my frame
When I come to terms,
to terms with this
When I come to terms with this
When I come to terms with this whip lash of silk on wool embroidery
And the Seated Woman
with the parasol may be the only one you can't betray
If I'm the Seated Woman with the parasol I will be safe in my frame
