Life may be sublime A pimple here A stray nose hair there How can we care? With this breeze in the leaves And the golden hour glowing golden everywhere So many ways to make you blush So keep the noise down Are we upset? Are we too high? Strife reduced to mime A little bruise Some subterfuge in use Turn down the light Eyes shut to kiss Let the smells encourage what your eyesight might resist Life may be a mess Frivolousness Some lovely vulgar air How can we mind? Why not unwind? Rest when you are done You've had your fun Now rest your head here Once you can breathe Down on your knees