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These lyrics were adapted by me from a poem written by Mark Kaplan for Lia Brody I performed it at their wedding in Malibu in 1995, which is also where the cover shot of this Miscellany album was taken. I really related to Mark's original poem as I have also had a recurring dream about an endless series of rooms expanding out from some kind of interior castle.

There's one line I can't quite catch, or remember, suggestions as to what the words are there are quite welcome.

Delicosio was a made-up word, a sort of cross between Delicious and Silence, said in a Mexican accent, that Mark had dreamed up and which I loved and took to immediately. It was a word to describe being perfectly cocooned with one's Beloved.


Today in another
Time and place
We posed our bodies in a sleep dance
In through a new castle
Of old architecture
Faded forest green halls led to coloured rooms
Each room a different generation
A different time for each different hue

And we watched eachother whiten
Late into night
Silver from the wobbly moon became
our new skin
We dealt another stroke of history
On earth together
Late into night
Night still in time
Danced the secret sex rite
Once again
Like in that other place

Champagne stars hugging tight
Wobbly moon glow
Happy are we in this

Happy are we in this
Oh oh oh oh oh

We slept until the evening of time
Mind to mind
I watched us
You watched us
We stared and we studied
Each delicate structure
Dark paintings hung
Against the woodwork of
Lustrous green
Each picture turned into a doorway
A passage between the seen
And the unseen

And we danced the secret sleep dance
Of love of old
In places long forgotten
Corridors opened into halls of rooms
We had not yet discovered
Distant relatives and lovers
Watching us turn to different colours
Silent painting, I wished for this
In another room
Once before

Champagne stars hugging tight
Wobbly moon glow
Happy are we in this

Happy are we in this
Oh oh oh oh oh

We slipped away
No visitors came
Only a dark green painting
From another century
Watched us turn into the architecture
Like a sleep dance
New corridors flung far away
Into the distance
Rooms we’d not discovered expanding out
Into untold dimensions
Walls unfolding into an area of
Time and ---------

Frighteningly aware of who and where we are
Suddenly we’re laughing
Always remember this
Open another door
There is no end to this place
I wished for this before






Diana Rosalind New Orleans, Louisiana

After being discovered by Bobby McFerrin as a young vocal improviser in San Francisco, I spent some years writing and performing with ensembles that remain important in the history of Bay Area arts, then did time tangling with the music biz in LA & NYC, followed by a decade in Europe, recording all the while, before coming "home" to NOLA. This is a partial musical record of that journey. ... more

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