After all the people picking people picking people apart, my love. And after all the dealing, the hooking and reeling along from the start. . Oh there's a field, meet me there.
I saw them drinking at every vine. They told the loss was like the first. And they came upon no wine. It tastes so good everyday as thirst. I watch them go at every root.
I was happy today and I was running into my own. And she saw the very light in me. She told me I could be a maker. But I'll probably make her fall onto me.
So Whether music or madness. Live by one of the two. By one of the two. . Go on, fill your heart up with gladness. Not a moment too soon. Not a moment too soon.
I go to see April. On the bank of the Regent's Canal. She always lives at the seas. Once in my mind, in my dream. And she sees every day more like cubes.