"Reading Days" lyrics
On the fainting couch, that's Monica flare for the dramatic oh, so it goes
And in the kitchen there, that's Leonore
Who I adore, whether I should or not well I don't know
And reading the Marquise of O
On the balcony, that's me
Walking in the garden, with Penelope she says "you may kiss me now,
No one will see"
I say "my heart is another's and that makes me free
Besides I have a hard-won faith in the eternal Sophie
You think I'd just throw it away, for a little TLC?"
And reading the Answer to Job has been good for me
I was just a narcissist, a solipsist, a fantasist in that old house down by the sea
And reading the Marquise of O
On the balcony, that's me
And in the kitchen there, that's Leonore
Who I adore, whether I should or not well I don't know
And reading the Marquise of O
On the balcony, that's me
Walking in the garden, with Penelope she says "you may kiss me now,
No one will see"
I say "my heart is another's and that makes me free
Besides I have a hard-won faith in the eternal Sophie
You think I'd just throw it away, for a little TLC?"
And reading the Answer to Job has been good for me
I was just a narcissist, a solipsist, a fantasist in that old house down by the sea
And reading the Marquise of O
On the balcony, that's me
Writer(s): Thomas Wayland Bartlett, Henry Jamison
