“How do you do,” with a surreptitious smile she said to me
How could I know this life would ache like a hurricane in silence
Only you could shed my tears
Why my dear, those aubergine trellises look sublime, dressed in turquoise and iodine
Time makes fools out of all of us dear, try the wine, colored rose red and alkaline
“Where is the light?” With an apprehensive zeal she said to me
How could I know that light would sear like the sun has come to visit
Only this could set me free
Why my dear, those aubergine trellises look sublime, dressed in turquoise and iodine
Time makes fools out of all of us dear, try the wine, colored rose red and alkaline
Get on the roof, we’ll count the stars
Get on the roof, we’ll count the stars
Get on the roof, we’ll count the stars
Get on the roof, we’ll count the stars
I know that face, that cathode ray tube with a bandit’s golden lips
The colors don’t look right, destruction and mirth within the crevices
My life can’t go like this
Why my dear, there’s nothing else to do but tell a lie, in the form of an alibi
Time makes fools out of all of us dear, try the wine, colored rose red and alkaline
How could I know this life would ache like a hurricane in silence
Only you could shed my tears
Why my dear, those aubergine trellises look sublime, dressed in turquoise and iodine
Time makes fools out of all of us dear, try the wine, colored rose red and alkaline
“Where is the light?” With an apprehensive zeal she said to me
How could I know that light would sear like the sun has come to visit
Only this could set me free
Why my dear, those aubergine trellises look sublime, dressed in turquoise and iodine
Time makes fools out of all of us dear, try the wine, colored rose red and alkaline
Get on the roof, we’ll count the stars
Get on the roof, we’ll count the stars
Get on the roof, we’ll count the stars
Get on the roof, we’ll count the stars
I know that face, that cathode ray tube with a bandit’s golden lips
The colors don’t look right, destruction and mirth within the crevices
My life can’t go like this
Why my dear, there’s nothing else to do but tell a lie, in the form of an alibi
Time makes fools out of all of us dear, try the wine, colored rose red and alkaline
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