Emmylou Harris - Michelangelo

So we went to the much-anticipated Mark Knopfler-Emmylou Harris concert last Wednesday the 28th of June at the universal amphitheatre. The artists played songs from their new duet album as well as a limited number of records from their personal repertoires. I thought it was a great concert 'cuz first of all I'd been dreaming to see Mark in concert. Also it gave me an opportunity to hear some songs from Emmylou. I'm not that much of a country-folk fan so don't expect me to fall in love with her. However, I oughta admit that she has a beautiful and strong voice. There was this particular number called Michelangelo which carried me away entirely. Brilliant voice and harmony, pristine lyrics and my favorite finger picking style guitar... This song somehow aroused my deepest desires and sorrows... Enjoy!


Lyrics:

Last night I dreamed about you
I dreamed that you were older
You were looking like Picasso
With a scar across your shoulder
You were kneeling by the river
You were digging up the bodies
Buried long ago
Michelangelo

Last night I dreamed about you
I dreamed you were a pilgrim
On a highway out alone to find
The mother of your children
Who were still unborn and waiting
In the wings of some desire
Abandoned long ago
Michelangelo

Were you there at Armageddon
Was Paris really burning
Could I have been the one to pull you
From the point of no returning
And did I hear you calling out my name
Or was it forgotten long ago
Michelangelo

Last night I dreamed about you
I dreamed that you were riding
On a blood red painted pony
Up where the heavens were dividing
And the angels turned to ashes
You came tumbling with them to earth
So Far below
Michelangelo

Last night I dreamed about you
I dreamed that you were dying
In a field of thorn and roses
With a hawk about you crying
For the warrior slain in battle
From an arrow driven deep inside you
Long ago
Michelangelo

Did you suffer at the end
Would there be no one to remember
Did you banish all the old ghosts
With the terms of surrender
And could you hear me calling out your name
Well I guess that I will never know
Michelangelo

Last night I dreamed about you
I dreamed that you were weeping
And your tears poured down like diamonds
For a love beyond all keeping
And you caught them one by one
In a million silk bandanas that I gave you long ago
Michelangelo