If all our life is but a dream Fantastic posing greed Then we should feed our jewelry to the sea For diamonds do appear to be Just like broken glass to me
And then she said she can't believe Genius only comes along In storms of fabled foreign tongues Tripping eyes, and flooded lungs Northern downpour sends its love
Hey moon, please forget to fall down Hey moon, don't you go down
Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely