Leopards prowl the studios of the Duc de Berry's great Where Cocteau's beast Beauty's rape Carroll marks his diary with a small white stone As Kaneko prepares to paint
Listen to the shells my darling, you hear is not the sea But whispering, human hearts Adults who wish to know the Duc de Berry's great chateau And hate the world of and of art
We who paint or photograph to stop your in its path And fix you in the of spring Can't stop the prattlers The who, rattling, see ugliness in every living thing See ugliness in living thing
The calculated insolence of little girls in suits Whose faces seem to say more than they and ornaments for the libertine in all of us From the cabinet of Kaneko
Follow to the studio where Alice Liddell plays the Of tousle-headed naked gypsy The Reverend Charles L. from the darkness of his camera Preserves her for and for the world
Children by cruel desires, the handiwork of murderers Who their little bodies to the bone Somehow live to the tale, astonishingly fit and well They couple in the fabulous
We who paint or photograph to stop your in its path And fix you in the of spring stop the prattlers prattling The who, rattling, see ugliness in every living thing In every lovely living
A looking glass is not a A painted is not a girl In there can be no forbidden things In life considerate, in art the Devil's advocate Why deny Pegasus has wings In life remain considerate, in art the Devil Why deny the siren when it In games there must be no things
So watch the wall my darling the gentlemen go by And mark your diary a small white stone Little hearts of marzipan and lacquer work old Japan In the cabinet of Kaneko