Wake up, my love.

Let us die again.

Cry again, then sleep again.

Let us by free to soar in the night as the shadows cast angry glares across our faces.

Get up, my love.

Let us sing again.

Mourn again, then run again.

Let us be safe in our houses while the innocence of dark climbs through our windows.

Breathe deep, my love.

Let us kiss again.

Love again, then hide again.

Let us steal away to the old harbor so the sleepy moonlight may kiss our noses.