How late its grownNights at the restaurantSometimes with othersI drink some and I sing someWell its nothing substantialCajoling we whisper sometimes quite loudlyHow late its grownAnd whats left after the eveningIs a friendship and a donor of hopeAs cajoling we cry often quite happilyHow late its grownIts grown so lateThe stars are awake

You coached my bodyYou trained my body wellYou came to see meYou came to see my houseThe wind on AchillThe wind on ancient AchillPlayed a partMust have played a partA new heart openA country song chords hopingA laughing backboardA happy shaking backboardYou know that IYou know that I can feelFeel all your interestFeel your regard for meAnd when we partyOut on the balconyYou know I need youIm always close to youDont stop the carDont turn the engine offDont pause the rideUntil Ive been the oneThis loving thing weve gotYour arms are like a raincoatThis lovely day I spend with youWere reading from the same page

Bring it onYou know the evening is a marketWhere you and I can swap ourselvesMy body talks to yours and we agreeThat later on tonight youll waive the feeMore and more the climate gets to like usAnd more and more were clearing out our spaceMark it with a pencil fill it out with amnestyEverything Ive done is actual and realBreak apart the future Im a workerThis design was asking to be madeFrom paper electronics and a homeThe time we came together for a talkTroubleshooting passages from our old constitutionFigured out a new one wound it upNow look at all the money coming inLook at you in evening dress all prettyWont you take some credit for your beautyWont it be a while till were olderWont it take a day or two for us to understand the thing that we just feltWont it take a day or two for us to understand the thing we didWont it take a day or two to figure out our love

One motion of your body makes you sit up and surprise meI want you to rest so you can workNot to be a tired girlA girl who always feels like sleepingYour head is full of worriesThat you cant show me things youd like to show meMy heart is upset that yours wont open up for lack of sleepAnd your work goes undone from day to dayWe could both succeed if we were restedI think that well succeed though were not rested

You were faced with a flight to the industryFire and smoke in your homeYour family was there to build bridgesAnd a lover in sightA love to get by onIm walking alone to the lonely printhouseIts distant from my house And its distant from your houseThinking of you on a late shiftPraying and eating before morningAnd I love all the paper we print onI take it right down to the breweryWhere springtime and music time are brewingAnd he reads it aloud with a brewers affectAnd a lover in sight A love to get by onThe power lines hum and they humBar room is red and the lights fade downA blessing of beer and of boot trailsImpossible hope by the bedsideAnd why am I speaking of thisThe good boy drunk drowning in happinessTheres an offside of fortune within mePassion where passion can beLike a passion for food or for hockeyAnd a lover in sightA love to get by onMy heart dressed in sawdustA farmhands desireA rowboat undefeated by swellsIts a rowboat weve captained so well

Should you pass this way againBent in the wind against the seaCarry out the last remaining tasksI can see the buildingYou are the surveyorIm meant to be the ownerThe building is a white oneAnd hope is in our heartsYoure reminded of my loveIf weather makes you that wayThen weatherll bring you homewaysIf tourists make you that wayThen familyll bring you homewaysIf darkness makes you that way The morning light is on the wayIf water makes you turn awayThe rock will turn you gladwaysIf waiting makes you that wayThen lets go onto the new wayIf sleeping makes you that wayThen come and wake to this dayIf weather makes you that wayThen the weatherll bring you homeways

The precious invention of time Is close as a raincloudThe face of laughterThe movement of the peopleFrom the pub to the discoOur car was made of rusty metalAnd all your words were truthful Ten minutes at homeAnd the slowest of us was then leftTo pull shut the door on the warmth of the houseAnd then that old best pursuit Was to brotherly woo each other to town And then sit in the stewAnd I dreamed that we were at the crossroads In LetterfrackAnd I cant get desire out of my mindSo pleased you knew what I neededThat I couldnt get desire out of my mindI saddled my horse at the barNo description so rich as could go half that farAnd the burn in my eyes As we left for the warA black photograph in the darknessA candle that no one could seeAn ounce of your body on my turning handTurning like wood in the latheLike clay on the wheelCutting straight shaves wasting nothing so certainAn old photograph an old painting Of a hooker or maybe a dancerOf Irish or Turkish descentOver the bank in the half-lit half-forestOnly car light to guide me to marriageOnly car light to guide me past ClegganAnd to my homeAnd I cant get desire out of my mindSo pleased you knew what I wantedThat I wouldnt let desire out of my mind

Its like something like a midnight songWill you stay here a while with me til the light comes onCause were dreamingBabys got a wandering eye babys got a wandering eyeBabys got a wandering eye baby gets to wondering whyIts like something. like a foreign tasteWill you stay here a while in your mothers placeTil you leave me for a colder place thats rightBabys got a wandering eye baby gets to wondering whyWhen it cools down put it on my plateAnd forgive us though we hesitateCause were learningBabys got a wandering eyeLets go watching when they burn the whole damn placeWhen you meet us with your cold embraceBut you dress niceBabys got a wandering eye baby gets to wondering why baby gets to wondering whyAnd its late now what you doing awakeAnd forgive us though we hesitateCause were learningBaby gets to wondering whyIts so late now what you doing awakeYou gotta whisper cause you souls at stakeAnd were dreamingBaby gets to wondering why babys got a wandering eye baby gets to wondering why

How are you fixed for Christmas?And who you gonna see?And who ate all the biscuits?The memories the memoriesAnd now youve gone and missed itIts come and passed you byIts a shame that youve eclipsedSo let it fly and let it flyI know this is not what you want to hearSome other time time.. time of yearYou left me walls and picturesAnd headed for the seaAnd another lonely ChristmasIts not for me its not for meI know this is not what you want to hearSome other time time.. time of yearAnd when its up its downAnd takes a while look aroundAnd of your hopelessness it takes a while I guessAnd how are you fixed for Christmas?And who you gonna see?And who ate all the biscuits?The memories the memoriesAnd now youve gone and missed itIts come and passed you byIts a shame that youve eclipsedSo let it fly and let it flyI know this is not what you want to hearSome other time time.. time of year

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Kiss kiss the messenger Kiss kiss the kissenger Take it in like a waist line Take it in like a mainline Vein of the information addicts We wait for standing ovation (we fall, we fall, we fall, we fall) We wait for consolation (return, return, return, return) We come we sit until the wait is over

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