for tonight is too lovely a night to die
and tonight I can forgive you again
Some words fight
some cry
some just laugh like a watermelon
licking the drooling alphabets
I don't seem to write something new
language has grown quite old
everyday they say
starts a brand new day
and everyday a brand new day dies
listen! for there is no other day
listen for tomorrow is gone
listen for you will have to follow me when I run
for I will run every time the day is done
I have a ship hidden in the forest
it has tattoos disclosing my mime
it has fortune sleeping on it
the moon shines on it all the time
and there is nothing romantic about it
from the creepers
to the branches
and weeping flowers
we shall climb on to it and fly
no need to come closer
no need to find comfort
no need to be wanting a tie
tonight I can forgive you again
for tonight is too lovely a night to die
tonight we just lie
