waiting for the night to come
listen for a thrush to sing
and anyone to imitate it
looking for the star to point
lighting up a cigarette
and inhale it with surreal air
the moon is high
it's time to go
evening tide and marigold
formula to start a quarrel
trajectories of dragonflies
So tell me where they've gone
and what it's for
and what it's for
is there another way to say a long goodbye
a long goodbye?
......
is there anyone who give me fire
the wind is strong and cold as ice
i can't decide or help them out
and i get tongue-tied
i get tongue-tied
So tell me where they've gone
and what it's for
and what it's for
is there another way to say a long goodbye
a long goodbye?
with sweetest lies a nighthawk's
taking off to reach the star
the story is going to fade into the past
into the past