Ode to Anna Belle
Words & Music by Crag Jensen
I can see you dancing there
Smell the lilacs in your hair
On the day we married, the day we wed
I saw the people turn their heads
To see a bride so fair & young
Eyes like diamonds in the sun.
Yes I can still those golden days
Golden days
And I can still see you whirling there
Feel the magic in the air
When I was yours & you were mine
Every day felt like Valentine’s day
Yes I remember oh so well
Those days of wonder sweet Anna Belle
Yes I can still recall those golden days
Golden days
So far away
So very far away
Away
Standing by the candy stand
Waiting for the welfare man
When I finally see his face come peeping through
I ask him for some sympathy but all he does is riddle me
With all the things he’s done & he must do
And I said:
“You are just a crazy old man
And you – really don’t understand.
Zachariah turned & shook his finger “did you read my book?”
I said “no I don’t believe in Zanadu.”
He said “that’s ok, you will one day when you’ve come to see you’ve lost your way
And you’ve got nothing better to do.”
And I said:
“You are just a crazy old man
And you – really don’t understand.”
(Synth Solo)
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
“Yeah & you are just a crazy old man
And you – really don’t understand.”
The lines you’re drawing in the sand
To prove to me that you’re a man
Haven’t got a thing to do with what I do
And as you walk your walk and talk your talk
You’ll never get what I have got
A rare uniquely different point of view.
But you - are just a crazy old man
And you – really don’t understand.
When the lights go down on Broadway
You can hear the good doctor say:
“Just do it, get to it, get through it,
That’s all you can do.
It’s all up to you.”
(Whoa-o-o-o-o-o-o)
Anna Belle – she graces my dreams
(Whoa-o-o-o-o-o-o)
Tantalizes like peaches & cream
Oh what a scene!
I never have been so crazy in love.
And when the lights come up on Broadway
You will hear the people cheer & say:
“You played it so you could make it and because you made it
Now you've got to go home, boy – you've got to go home.”
So I moved back to my one-horse town
To count my pennies as the sun goes down
And Annie, she moved off to Pakistan
Where she digs up bones for her welfare man
And Zachariah still calls at night
When I’m half asleep and I’m not quite right
To fill my head with profundity
And all his half-baked prophecies.
But Anna Belle – is all I can see
Sweet Anna belle – is all that I see
All I see
All I see
Aum…
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Vocals, piano, synthesizers, vocoder, organ, bass, guitars, drums and orchestrations by Crag Jensen