Liquid night creeps over the town I lay by the quite side of a vast… Which is smothered by the glow of… I sigh in ecstasy

Mourning in the morning Bacon and eggs My head hangs at a sloop, Drowning in my coffee’s droop, I die and go back to sleep

Turn, look, do Do anything that makes you Make up the sky, Breathe the air Which flows between your hair

Pick a side That will divide Into a distant ride, Then we’ll strive Upon the open view

Joy and luaghter Dying in saturn glow Faded down to tender low Gloomy Tension Murder-invention

You know that feeling? You know? Come on You shake it from your hip, Let it slide with tender slip

They look at me So unhappy; I’m gathering The look that they perceive Jealous of nothing