The sky seems full. When you're in the cradle. The rain will fall. And wash your dreams. Stars are stars. And they shine so hard. . Now you spit out the sky.
We sat all night around a table. Trying to string three words together. Time has come and. . By the way, mine's a double. By the way, mine's a double.
Realistically, it's hard to dig it all, too happily. But I can see it's not always that real to me. A funny thing is always a funny thing. And though sadly things just get in the way.
Moonlight, starlight. Insight, out of sight. Something's certain. Draw the curtains, draw them. . Take the night when it calls. Take the night when it falls.