Moon across the valley

Squatting on the roof

Of the dirty gray bank

Like a cop with no proof



We were lying in bliss

Love was cooling into sleep

There was a dream on the horizon

And a punch-up in the street



We were lying on the mountain

by the satellite dish

Humming with the tremors of

Every envy, rage and wish

Orchids and radar

In the dazzling night

The stars were all racing like satellites



Going up against chaos

Going up against chaos

Two hearts full of tough love



We were bodies of light

Like we'll be someday

The sirens and the curses

Were light years away



We were Lot on the mountain

We were Noah on the Ark

Flying hand in hand

From the doghowl dark



Going up against chaos...



(Toronto 8/8/81