Heresy Song

Here's a song I wrote a year ago & hadn't played for six months. I realized I had forgotten how to play it, so I worked it out again... My recording facilities are currently down, but my fancy new phone can upload videos to youtube (danger!) so here is "Heresy Song" up for the record:

The lyrics, with some lines and themes adapted from the poem "Special Agent Francis' Prayer" from Five Prayers:

Heresy,
She leaves me there by the persimmon tree,
But to be fair to women,
With nothing to wear to swim in,
Better off inflicting glances,
And strictly clothed romances.

Share with me,
What she told you of her old heresy,
Her bold senseless offences,
Left my cold senses defenseless,
Silent my agent prances,
Dancing neath persimmon branches.

Heresy,
She glances out upon a fairer sea.
She dreams about escapin’
Out on streams, devout forsaken,
I said I’ll take my chances,
With Special Agent Francis.

And I will no longer smoke my hubbly-bubbly solitarily,
As Special Agent Francis knows.
She wanders out onto a fairer sea,
Where I don’t care to be.
And the sea goddesses don’t know,
But they do a mean do-si-do.

Verily,
I say unto you, barely audibly:
She’s sailing with a pilot’s speed,
Hailing ships & making pirates bleed.
Rampaging on till late night,
Her homepage is a dating-site.

Heresy,
Never alone, in agony or pity,
Forever poor in this fast city,
Together in our own chastity,
I don’t care for fleshy womens,
I’ve had my share of fresh persimmons.

And I will no longer smoke my hubbly-bubbly solitarily,
As Special Agent Francis knows.
She wanders out onto a fairer sea,
Where I don’t care to be.
And the sea goddesses don’t know,
But they do a mean do-si-do.