[00:16.399]Song for the Dying of Aids
[00:19.617]In the early morning hours
[00:22.261]In a city in Wisconsin
[00:26.250]Lay the dying, slowly dying, fragile men...
[00:27.841]With hollow eyes
[00:34.234]Here's the one, who as a child,
[00:37.416]Loved a doll more than an engine
[00:42.722]Wore the blouse his mother gave him
[00:45.378]After daddy beat him wild
[00:50.960]Light a candle for these travellers
[00:53.092]For their journey that is fading
[00:55.217]Say a prayer
[00:57.601]For all the suffering to end
[01:02.647]Life is like a muddy river
[01:05.578]Crying out for fresher rain
[01:09.033]Life is silent,
[01:11.690]When you're desperate for a friend
[01:15.147]Life is silent,
[01:18.076]When you're desperate for a friend
[01:25.254]So I'm crying as I write this
[01:28.980]We all love our hidden sex
[01:31.904]It is morning now in LA
[01:34.290]The busy city is in ruin
[01:41.476]Here's the actor,
[01:45.724]Who at times was as sleek as Greta Garbor
[01:49.183]Lying naked in a hospice
[01:52.916]Because the blankets hurt his skin
[02:52.193]"Now for brunch, we'll have our juices"
[02:54.847]"And some Jello... if we're good"
[02:57.764]This poor junkie with her lessons
[03:00.688]And her reasons not to dream
[03:09.208]Hides the mirror that someone gave her
[03:12.413]When she was so beautiful
[03:15.334]Hides the memory of that evening,
[04:21.429]And the stranger and her grin
[04:23.297]There is passion on the East Coast
[04:25.714]In the front seat of a Volvo
[04:27.568]It is Prom Night, once again,
[04:30.220]In New Jersey, near the shore
[04:38.452]To the sounds of "Pretty Woman"...
[04:42.185]Heavy petting and despair
[04:44.581]It's too late, the party's over...
[04:47.761]Silent murder in the air