The night.

She brushed her hands upon my flushed cheek

Smelled of childhood remnants of a dusty weeping willow

Clouds soothe, shredded by the calico

Were oh so vast and quick as I was on my own now.

This time like every other time

I believe that I never find

Another sweet little girl with sequined sea foam eyes

Ocean lapping

Voice smile coy

As the brightest quiet span of sky

And I'm all alone again tonight

Not again, not again, not again.

And don't it feel allright. and don't it feel so nice. lovely.

Still I'm unable to inhale all the riches

As I'm awkward as a wound on my bones

Still I've got cobblestone joints and plate glass points

As I'm all by myself tonight not again not again

And don't it feel allright. and don't it feel so nice. lovely.

Well if you should nervously break down

When its time for the shakedown would you take it

It's when you cry just a little

But you laugh in the middle that you've made it

And don't it feel allright. and don't it feel so nice. Lovely.

Say it again. lovely. so lovely. to do it again

Again. loving again. it's coming again.