My baby can be a paradox, and reminds me of the paradoxical Salvador Dali's 'The Persistence of Memory' and Pablo Picasso's masterpiece in monochrome 'Guernica'.
No band...just me, an elderly Roland and a couple of guitars.
Lyrics
Persistence of Memory: Salvador Dali (1904 – 1989)
Paradox Baby
White snow burning, yes, ice on fire
Girl your contradictions make me tired
Risk it all just for a brief desire
Paradox Baby, come on home
Free bird rising on thermal high
Beaten dog cries at the midnight sky
Say I’ll see you when you mean goodbye
Paradox Baby, come on home
Ch:
Shadow of Salvador, came to see me
Talking about persistence of memory, he said
Eighty four years of coloured questions
He said I don’t understand what I mean
Melting time just to create a new scene
Trace a circle in the sand with your hand
See it end right where it all began
Watch a new wave wash away old plans
Paradox Baby come on home
Free bird rising on thermal high
Beaten dog cries at the midnight sky
Say I’ll see you when you mean goodbye
Paradox Baby, come on home
Ch. (variation)
Shadow of Pablo, he came to see me
Talking about destruction of Guernica
Screaming horses and grieving mothers
He said I don’t even know what I mean
Now blue palette, now a monochrome scene
White snow burning, yes, ice on fire
Girl your contradictions make me tired
Risk it all just for a brief desire
Paradox Baby, come on home
Guernica 1937: Testimony of War. Pablo Picasso (1881 – 1973)
