well i used to wake and run with the moon i lived like a rake and a young man i covered my lovers with flowers and wounds my laughter the devil would frighten the sun she would come and beat me back down but every cruel day had its nightfall i d welcome the stars with wine and guitars full of fire and forgetful my body was sharp my dark hair clean and outrage my joyful companion and whispering women how sweet did they seem kneeling for me to command them and time was like water but i was the sea i wouldn t have noticed it passing except for the turning of night into day and the turning of day into cursing well you look at me now don t think i don t know what all your eyes are a saying does he want us to believe these ravings and lies they re just tricks that his brain s been a playing a lover of women he can t hardly stand he trembles he s bent and he s broken i ve fallen it s true but i say to you hold your tongues until after i ve spoken i was taking my pride in the pleasures i d known i laughed and said i ll be forgiven but my laughter turned round eyes blazing and said friend we re holding a wedding i buried my face but it spoke once again the night to the day we re a binding and now the dark air is like fire on my skin and even the moonlight is blinding now the dark air is like fire on my skin and even the moonlight is blinding