Life may be subline 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 mine A little bruise Some subterhuge in use Turn down the light Eyes shut to kiss Let the smells encourage What your eyesight might resist
Life may be mess Frivolousness Some lovely vugar 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