Jazz

Blind fish being used as musical scales. Sharks puffed for fish and whales. I long to be by the sea where a blossom falls from a cherry tree. That's what jazz is to me.

Three forms, four forms, five forms, six forms, seven forms, eight forms, nine forms. A blossom falling from the cherry tree. That's what jazz is to me.

As Einstein said about his theory. I love, I love, I love, I love jazz. It's in your heart, it's in your soul, it's in your mind. The colour of death, sweet vanilla essence. Richard Harris and Donald Pleasance. And a cherry blossom falling from a cherry tree. That's what jazz is to me.


N. Cave



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