Last Son in Havana

I gave you my life

And I passed you the bottle

We drank like a knife

Cutting Freud on full throttle

I don’t give my heart

But I gave it to you

Without her in the start

Of my substitute blues

And the band played boleros

The double bass snagged

Was the first time I’d cared oh

How sweet when we shagged

And the balcony shuddered

And the drain stank of shit

And the cats chased each other

(You sucked on my tit)

Do you know how it happened

How good turned to bad

Or why I seek maps of

The way back from sad

I thought that I’d found it

The day that we wed

But there’s no way around it

We don’t share a bed

And strange as it seems

(Do I miss your embrace?)

I relive it in dreams

Of the dragons I’ve chased