A little talk could hold me for a little while
Another brush of whiskers and that distant smile
So little life remaining and the shadows won't contain me
The book of night is closing for the child
I knew you were a strange girl or I thought you were
You mustered all the wonder from the room of hurt
We knew the world of summer
Like a sister, like a brother
And the melodies were sweeter left unheard
We fell down a
Hole
Don't you
Remember
We fell so fall
Below
And never found the center
Another word or
Two
And all the summer
Knew
In the song of
The afternoon
Afternoon
You never play September in a winter game
