Oh your number came up last
But you sure gave up fast
Fast enough
Down in the canyons
The mournful howls of the wolf packs
May seem anything but inviting
But out in the moonlight
Silver and black lunar beams
Are not what they seem
You did something to me, baby
Oh the beach was made of sawdust
And the stars up above us
Were just glitter on construction paper
On the banks of the Lethe
I'm begging you gently
Please don't leave
All I see
Is tripling the be
Stay awhile with me
It was all disappearing fast
But I believed you were out there
Oh, but when I had you
I had you wrong
Life sure is weird but what else have I to know
Back amongst the living
Your feet find purchase on soil
You're stinking of sulphur
Ah, it comes with the territory
You're on your own this time
Without much on the line
And that's just