Seeds of Night:
Oh my darling we’re meadowing now, oh love is bold in the cricketing fields
And a sly part of night gets down to get up, oh bright light sing me a song, on and on.
Oh my love this is our town, where gray clouds wander over heaven and ground.
Oh, my love it’s difficult times, mistakes I’ve made escape like birds from a line, on and on.
Oh, thinking of heaven, oh thinking it’s night
Oh, thinking of heaven, oh maybe next time, next life down the road.
With whatever’s left I’m over shadows, the bright flowers behind your billboards
And Oh, crystal thing inside me sing, bow into hours and repeat everything, on and on.
Oh, thinking of heaven, oh thinking it’s night
Oh thinking of heaven, oh maybe next time, next life down the road.
