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To the girl nightwatchmen
My other, my joy with oil-drum fire
You my gentle unfolding
The wool and the dye, the and eye

These you sing as you waltz her up the stairs
And the boy smiles at the of the chair
We are for these things that pass us by
All we're for

As the sand into the hourglass
You hold every grain it might remain
Part of me wants to see you
those toys on a plinth

Pool of alabaster into my arms
So that I might have my
the crutch may just serve
To dull the blade

That you brought to this
Let's go round
Let's go round

To the girl among
The fingers of morning
Will take you by the

stones, they're all spoken for
You've chosen the
is just so, is just so

And now birdsong, ice in the sun
Drip feed of talk and pleasantries
And I wait for a gap in the
To her I'll always hold you close
all I'm good for