Honeymoon Suite

Honeymoon Suite

This is my favorite song on the album, because its lyrics are so appealing. If I had had time to do so, I would have drawn long lines of people coming through a hotel room, visible only to the husband as his wife slept. Unfortunately, I was not able to do that because of time constraints, so instead I have the eyes peering into an unknown world, the eyebrows indicating the person’s puzzlement and interest. The lines look like lines but the eyes see them as something else, something no one else seems to comprehend. There is a silver squiggle outside this strange world, which is actually the “real” world, but the eyes don’t recognize it right now either, as they are seeing a limbo world.

Honeymoon Suite–lyrics

The ceiling had a painting on it
In our room in France
So we were living underneath
Some angels in a dance
My husband was not feeling well
And so we went to bed
He woke up complaining
Of an aching in his head
He said a hundred people
Had come through our room that night
That one by one the old and young
Asked if he was all right
One by one the old and young
Lined up to touch his hand
He spent the night explaining
They had come to the wrong man
The concierge was less than helpful
When we asked her the next day
With coffee and a magazine
We went to the desk to pay
“What happened in that room?” he asked
“A death or something strange?”
She smiled at him politely
And returned to him his change
Well, what I’d like to know
And this will be a mystery,
Is with all the people in that room
Why none appeared to me?
When we sleep so close together that
Our hair becomes entwined
I must have missed that moment
In the gateway to his mind

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