Jeff Buckley - Faith Salons Lyrics
(brenda kahn/jeff buckley)From the 1994 brenda kahn promotional ep king of cairo and the 1996 brenda kahn album destination anywhere.In the faith salons they do your nails for fifteen dimes a bottle, whereSomeone in the darkness waits for your arrival. in the faith salons theDeals are struck, making heroes out of dust and clay. the man gives youSixty seconds on the dollar, and walks away. in the middle of your bookOf ages you write your dreams down to the letter. tired of secondChances and singles dances. her robes were purple velvet feeling likeThe king of cairo. prisoners to fools and slaves to paper gods. in theFaith salons....the books of massacres and natural disasters, beguiled byBelligerence learned from the dancing masters. the child on the trainWas a mimic mime of babble. the mother knitted sweaters that the childWould unravel. in the faith salons....they have medicines for madness,Madness caused by drugs, something for your headache and a spray to killThe bugs. you walk the catwalk of polyphony, and your charades ofDestiny. to whose myth of creation will you finally fall upon your kneesAnd cry for forgiveness denied. in the faith salons....shed appear likeA belligerrent ghost in my dreams, in my living room, all torn apart andBlue, where the ribbons flew and the sky tore like a sheet of rain, ofDust. peace is a distant mirage where the only truth is the path andChance the only landmark in the desert. sleeping in doorways.Underneath the falling frescoes, shed say, its your pain. in the faithSalons....
