He was a vendor by day And held a stall in the city He lived in Babylon on a ridge In an unnumbered house One night he showed up at a bar He was alone and disheveled He enjoyed it, he drank, danced, sang And later... I used to witness life From faulty tongues, a certain voice It is not notes from the paper I want meet the vendor's fate Teresa I was asleep once Laid out flat In the era without past Of grandparents A void I strain to hear From a distance... As I watch my sister die An angel appeared at my side Got up, had tried to sleep in vain Took a ride on a steam train Didn't I see you there? The heavens mixed with the ground below A collapsed lung danced the tango Was it you doing that? I have no answers, and they're all for you The night's so quiet, it makes my chest go weak The present stops for the past to speak And I see you there