terraces that climb like vines towards the moon the five a sides the evening inter-city lights I see your face each time I close my eyes Jude I told
please don't say a thing it's so simple just to let it all begin & I bend my head to kiss your lips again & stoop to touch your hand it's half past eight
midnight coming back around the summer heat that wears me out is drifting through a firmament of cranes & the friends I've left behind are speechless
it's dark & it's a long way down she said as she lay her head on the pillow I took one step back & I retired to evening & the movie made me feel as
a darker garden this though pale with beauty in the louring of the rain how I long to break the silence where the moths & tigers play driving through
& I see the blue-eyed surfer boys gone home to the west coast & the Clerk Street morning haunted by the figures of your friends but if you get too tired
basketballs bounce out of tune the streets are empty & the moon has shone on Mrs. Porter & her daughter's soda water 'till they swoon golden evenings
so wake up & smell the scent on your skin the night breathes easily, the subway's wind carries me back, brings me all the way back in here's a car that
talking with your friends another night well I guess I'll love you when you're tired I'll love you when you're tired & evening in the schoolrooms &
when you & I were young we would press our white faces from the car & the rain on the windows would run through the gathering dark & the lampposts shone
on a night like this you can't brush away all the faces in the street I've got so much longing in my heart I can't even sleep darling there's a thick
