You Take What You Can Get...
it's a pale night tonight...
such color taken from what should be beautiful
however magnificant she wants it to be
a pretty little thing with lips and eyes and teeth... and soft words to help her get some rest,
let her catch her breath in the cold air fleeting from her lips
but she lets it slip away
simply turning off the light and coming to understand that the pain lined down her spine and across her chest is a reflection of this ghostly time and place...
it's a pale night... where i can't see the moon
i can't see the stars...
and i haven't seen your face in such a long time, i fear that i'm forgetting...
it's a deadly looking night...
what a beautiful night, she said...
to worry yourself to death... and cry yourself to sleep...
it's a pale march evening...
but you take what you can get
such color taken from what should be beautiful
however magnificant she wants it to be
a pretty little thing with lips and eyes and teeth... and soft words to help her get some rest,
let her catch her breath in the cold air fleeting from her lips
but she lets it slip away
simply turning off the light and coming to understand that the pain lined down her spine and across her chest is a reflection of this ghostly time and place...
it's a pale night... where i can't see the moon
i can't see the stars...
and i haven't seen your face in such a long time, i fear that i'm forgetting...
it's a deadly looking night...
what a beautiful night, she said...
to worry yourself to death... and cry yourself to sleep...
it's a pale march evening...
but you take what you can get