Like Some Snow White Marble Eyes
For passing where the days, my friend
and doomed the nights,
when flitting ghostmoths danced
round tapers in the moveless air.
And doomed already were,
the radiant dawns,
the odour and the noise of meads
and all about is night.
One moment now may give us more
than fifty years of reason,
our minds shall drink of every pore
the spirit of the season
To her fair works did nature link
the human souls that through me ran
and much it grieved my heart to think
what I can make of man.
You look around on Middle-Earth
as if she for no purpose bore you,
as if you were her first-born birth,
and none had lived before you.
I sit upon this old grey stone,
and dream my time away.
We recommend: Thanks a Lot
Spark a dog-end roll up smoke
Before you turn to dust
Got a lot of real good friends
But no one you can trust
She draws you like a siren
To the accident once more
You're lying in your good intent
And you just ask for more
And you've been usuing up your lucky days two at a time
The way this town can beat you down is such a crime
Such a jealous mistress
She knows when you're on the bone
Your accomplice and your witness
But you sold your ticket home
Like a bottle or a friend
When you hit bottom don't bother crying
All good things come to an
Before you turn to dust
Got a lot of real good friends
But no one you can trust
She draws you like a siren
To the accident once more
You're lying in your good intent
And you just ask for more
And you've been usuing up your lucky days two at a time
The way this town can beat you down is such a crime
Such a jealous mistress
She knows when you're on the bone
Your accomplice and your witness
But you sold your ticket home
Like a bottle or a friend
When you hit bottom don't bother crying
All good things come to an