He spoke into her knees
Always into her knees
First in her lips then into her chest
Then irrevocably
Always her soft white knees
Mid September light knees
Time will erase the rest of her body
From its incorrigible memory
Why do you cling to me
Only to let me go?
Speak now so feverishly
Let our warm blooded blood flow
The grandness of our love
To frame above our bed
Time will erase the rest of our bodiеs
From its incorrigible maladies
We'll dance into the breeze
We'll sleep away our age
'Til we are deaf and dumb
And young and not afraid
Of love and death and age
Of love and death and age
Time will erase the rest of our bodies
From its incorrigible memory
And I will build a machine from the scraps of our bodies
And I will build a machine from the scraps of our bodies
And I will build a machine from the scraps of our bodies
And we will build machines with our bodies
