out on the rocks at midnight
where cities black and gleam
and water's smooth and bright
and colored like a dream
on a skyline demon-blue
this is where I'm sitting
pretending one is two

the stars are here for howling at
the waves are here to weep
the rocks can serve me as a bed
if I should stay until I sleep
those vines will grow out over us
pretending it's nothing new
where here I'm lying with myself
as near as the night sky is blue