Beneath the Southern Cross Songtext
von Patti Smith

Oh
To be
Not anyone
Gone
This maze of being
Skin

Oh
To cry
Not any cry
So mournful that
The dove just laughs
The steadfast gasps
Oh
To owe
Not anyone
Nothing
To be
Not here


But here
Forsaking
Equatorial bliss
Who walked through
The callow mist
Dressed in scraps

Who walked
The curve of the world
Whose bone scraped
Whose flesh unfurled
Who grieves not
Anyone gone

To greet lame
The inspired sky
Amazed to stumble
Where gods get lost
Beneath
The southern cross
Crossover boy
Crossover