I give thanks again that long nights Though they're lonely Are lit by stars and end with suns that climb And moon will back me up on this Just look up "Yeah, but the moon won't take you out to wine and dine!" Yeah, I know, but there her hand is always on my shoulder "Yeah, but every evening we still hear you whine and whine!" Oh, I know, but, like a sibling, I neglect her We have no choice I'm hers and she is mine And hers is mine, and she is yours And we're each others "Oh I give up Phil! You're just shouting empty rhymes!" I know (Crying) The world's alone and this light's on loan Until we have grown old enough to pay it back with our gruesome rotting And our lives are just long saggings of the spine So here I sit hunched over a candle in the black night Thanksgiving Here I hug my sorrow tightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
