All Days Are Nights: Songs For Lulu

A woman's face with Nature's own hand painted Hast thou, the master-mistress of my passion; A woman's gentle heart, but not acquainted With shifting change, as is false women's fashion; An eye more bright than theirs, less false in rolling, Gilding t

Martha, it's your brother calling
Time to go up north and see mother
Things are harder for her now
And neither of us is really that much older than each other
Anymore

Martha, it's your brother calling
Have you had a chance to see father?
Wondering h

The dream has come and gone
The earth lumbers on
The dream is back in space
Back where it came from

The dream has gone away
The earth could not play
The earth just spins in place
Throwing things away

And I am left behind
Corrupted crushed and blind

Sad with what I have Never met a more unimpressed, depressed lad Blue boy doesn't have a thing on me Sad with what I have Never met a more repressed, motionless cad Blue beard doesn't have a thing for me Then I think of you How could someone so brigh