This alone is love. No small thing. This alone is love. That my love brings. . And all of us. Who are traveling by trap-doors. Our souls are a myriad of wars.
Maybe you were joking. When you said that you were walking out on me. Maybe, maybe. Maybe I was joking. When I said that I was running out on you. Maybe, maybe.
I've fixed my dwelling for the night. Lights in pairs come passing by. where I hide. I need some time now on my own. Leave my loneliness alone. To lick my wounds.
You don't want to hang around. Said you were leaving town for the summer. At least till sundown. 'Cause time ain't going to grind you down. Ain't going to waste your life.