Did I remind u of the boy at the Louvre?
Watching u move
Behind oil
For five hundred years
Out of the furnace
Into the forest
The harvest of my youth
Tell me the truth
Do you?
Does anyone anymore?
I have come to believe
If a man does his deeds
While he is missing the wine
He's already died
A hundred times
Do u remember
Seven Septembers of
Sacred Rendevous
Spreading
Only for you
Will u remember
Tipping the vendor
How we used to groove
Spreading
But my fear and my pride
Left a shadow inside
With a note on the door
And a card on the floor
Like a hundred times before
First it was nearly
Then it was barely
Now it seems pretty far
When u were tipsy
I was a wizard with a silver star
I will spare the details
Of the rocks and the nails
The times that I've lied
Can't lay down tonight
I've already tried
I will spare the details
Of the rocks and the nails
The times that I've lied
Can't lay down tonight
I've already tried
A hundred times
