lyrics
Oh, Abelard, you really broke my heart
You were all that desire could be
Oh, Abelard, you really rode me hard
Turned and you set me free
Amid stone cold glances
I prayed to a god with calloused hands
As if he were the only worthy opponent
to desires demands
Oh, Heloise, get up off your knees
You must know, I'm a blowhard and windy
Oh, Heloise, were you too blind to see
The fear in my piety?
One look at you
And desire's war would ever be won
To be Spartan and ardent are the only virtues
Where I come from
Oh, Abelard, you're a tired bard
Sing me a new song
Oh, Abelard, how could it not be hard
To make a heaven where we belong?
I beg you to think what you owe me
Give ear to my plea?
Our sorrows divided are lightened
Think once of me?
Stop stop stop stop talking Heloise
Get up off your knees
It's true dear, I gave you no comfort
No solace or peace at all
I took off in flight and in silence
To be far away from your call
I searched an asylum to lock and secure me from love
I promised myself I'd forget you, but you're all I think of
I'm no longer in need of it,
Won't die, I won't bleed for it
If cruelty's the means by which
You will take leave of this, please:
Douse your heart's fatal fire
Leave me to my unrest
(Oh, fly me, fly me, fly me, far as pole to pole.
Rise alps between us, let whole oceans roll.
Come not, write not, think not once of me
Nor share in one pang of all that I once felt for thee)**
**from Alexander Pole, Eloisa to Abelard
credits
from
Middle Voice,
released November 20, 2017
Kate Fenner--voice
Tony Scherr--bass, guitars
Jason Moran--piano
Steven Berstein--alto horn, horn arrangement
Brian Drye--trombone
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