and the phone's ringing .... let's just keep singing

"then my mind went dark, we both forgot where your car was parked, let's just take the train... bad actors with bad habits some sad singers they just play tragic and the phone's ringing and the band's leaving...



we must hang up in the bellfry where the bats and moonlight laugh... into the caverns of tomorrow with just our flashlights and our love we must plunge we must plunge we must plunge







you write such pretty words










oh my morning's coming back the whole world's waking up, the city buses swimming past i'm happy just because i found out i am really no one




into the ear of every anarchist who sleeps but doesn't dream we must sing we must sing we must sing

while my mother waters plants....death will give us back to God just like the setting sun is returned to the lonesome ocean"