Silver daisy
Life drawn still
Mister’s gone crazy
He’s out on the windowsill.
Pick for him flowers
Red as blood
Mean as he scowls
He’s soft as mud.
This is the longest night
And it’s dark all day
Like old cold and gray
Well maybe I’ll meet him one day.
Peaceful stone-man
You terribly-alone-man
Were you a bad-to-the-bone-man
Or just never quite grown
Manyou were no wonderful man to me
Were you ever good ?
You weren’t a wonderful man to me.
This is the longest night
And it’s dark all day
Like old cold and gray
Well maybe I’ll meet him one day.
Well is it just a loss of will that makes it
Better to be stilland rotten away
Like old cold and gray
Maybe I’ll meet him one day.