My House-Lou Reed

[ti:My House] [ar:Lou Reed] [al:Between Thought And Expression] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]My House - Lou Reed (娄.里德) [00:32.11]The image of the poets in the breeze [00:36.08] [00:39.61]Canadian geese are flying above the trees [00:43.73] [00:47.14]A mist is hanging gently on the lake [00:51.52] [00:53.81]My house is very beautiful at night [00:58.07] [01:02.13]My friend and teacher occupies a spare room [01:06.85] [01:08.64]He's dead at peace at last the wandering jew [01:13.07] [01:16.44]Other friends had put stones on his grave [01:21.26] [01:23.21]He was the first great man that I had ever met [01:28.16] [01:31.33]Sylvia and I got out our ouija board [01:35.73] [01:38.66]To dial a spirit across the room it soared [01:43.57] [01:45.74]We were happy and amazed at what we saw [01:50.66] [01:53.76]Blazing stood the proud and regal name delmore [01:58.31] [02:01.88]Delmore I missed all your funny ways [02:04.52] [02:08.64]I missed your jokes and the brilliant things you said [02:13.33] [02:16.07]My dedalus to your bloom was such a perfect wit [02:20.79] [02:22.97]And to find you in my house makes things perfect [02:28.19] [02:32.05]I really got a lucky life [02:36.28] [02:38.97]My writing my motorcycle and my wife [02:43.06] [02:47.19]And to top it all off a spirit of pure poetry [02:51.08] [02:54.14]Is living in this stone and wood house with me [02:58.57] [03:02.71]The image of the poets in the breeze [03:07.82] [03:09.41]Canadian geese are flying above the trees [03:15.50] [03:16.91]A mist is hanging gently on the lake [03:21.57] [03:24.56]Our house is very beautiful at night [03:28.78] [03:32.80]Our house is very beautiful at night [03:36.29] [03:39.35]Our house is very beautiful at night [03:43.87] [03:46.75]Our house is very beautiful at night