Σπονδή *
Naked rubbing away hunger
I Sit back
Let the sun caress my face
Perhaps today I'll die
Death is nothing and nothing is more
Than need
Upon your steed you come
Alexander
King of Macedonia
Facing seas of false smiles
Alexander
King of Macedonia
Facing seas of false smiles
You ask all Athens where is Diogenes
The man who speaks truth
Your shadow caresses my face
Your words
I am Alexander
I am Alexander
What may I give to you
Give me what I had
The warm sunlight you took away
You move aside ask me to share
Your wine
You command all Athens go
You bring your goatskin flask
You disarm your shield golden in the sand
You sit here within my earthen tub
Though the sun sets your wine
Warms my belly warms your heart
We light my torch fire in our faces
Eye to eye
Against your eminence I rise up
You bow you give me head
Against your eminence I rise up
You bow you give me head
With morning we must part
I shall conquer Persia
All Asia all the world you say
What then I ask
Enjoy myself sit back make music
Then my friend you will be Diogenes
* (Libation)
Jack Miller 1/27/11
Copyright Jack Miller
Jack Miller 1/27/11
Copyright Jack Miller