It's not dark yet But it's getting there

i been meek, and hard like an oak, i seen pretty people disappear like smoke. friends will arrive, friends will disappear. if you want me, honey baby, i'll be here.

The one who is not being born is dying.

I kissed goodbye the howling beast on the borderline which separated you from me.

Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands

Take me disappearing, through the smoke rings of my mind, down the foggy ruins of time.

She speaks with a stutter and she and she walks with a hop. I don't know why I love her, but I just can't stop.