beyond the sky where the dark has no light nighty-night, I know I couldn't get to you put your old canoe on the wharf to dry under your new moon in outer space I will find a good place for the dried pawpaw and wahoo, too have a home brew on the wharf tonight when I sing about you ode to the leaves lay me on the moon skipping a stone on a lake they had cloned I'm inclined to do what I'm going to do put what's left of you in the water in spite, but I wouldn't have to we agreed that life keeps on going a reach we'll never be knowing the price-all the presently lonely and doomed no earth to turn, no blubber to burn breath new life elsewhere or else we lose ancient lyre or a poison device glaciers retired beyond the sky where the dark has no light nighty-night, I know I couldn't get to you have a home brew on the wharf tonight under your new moon we agreed that life keeps on going a reach we'll never be knowing in truth we agreed that life keeps on going a reach we'll never be knowing always and forever foregoing the price-all the presently lonely and doomed