Moments kill the void, makes the bluebird sing with joy. It's all that you wanna won, It's the stranger that you've never met but always known.
Lately the hours won't fit in a day, They're dancing so silly. Moments don't like to be tamed by pieces in a puzzle.
Moments make the fingers stop, Running in circles on every clock. Scars you will always feel, Your memory will never ever let them heal.
Lady, you're dragging your pearls on a string, But your neck is so tiny. You're grateful you got everything, But I know, I know what you're missing.
Moments are so precious, They taste so delicious, Like coffee on a Sunday, Or tea with milk and honey, It's perfume on your pillow, Buzzing black and yellow, Or apples in your garden, Bathing with your darling,
Maybe the times are fatal, Maybe the times are dead on.