Night’s soft as silk
Say you could rip and pocket part of it
And always dress to kill
Kitchen table, cupboard talk we spill
We could go on ‘til
Something made a tear for real
And night pouring in
We can really sit together
Everything is left to say
The shyer part of me, the maker
Come on and make her brave
Pour me another drink
Midnight hours are gone so fast
I’ll tell you what I really think
Of your lover if you ask
He’s acting like a child
Moon moves along
There had been no music playing
But the sound not unlike song
Of the deep, dark night on the other side
The room’s reflected on
The window you stand up to open
Night pouring in
World’s drunk on us, my darling
Everything is left to say
Rarest part of you is open
I’ve been hoping days
I’ll pour you another drink
Early morning hours are wild
Tell me everything you think
Though words can be so mild