Who could really forget
the first two years of life?
Who could ever forget
a shooting star came twice?
They can play a dozen times
Yet never hear the tune
(You can kiss the air and sky
like every lover's due)
Plots are usually full of holes
graves of kings and queens
Pyramids filled with holes
will bleed to seal your dreams
They can play twenty times
you never hear their tune
We can gaze two hundred times
and never see the Moon
(You could kiss a pair of lips
and who'd forget it was you?)
Can you help us rearrange
these lonely linteled stones?
Don't look only, don't you change
or dig these tired bones
They can play a dozen times
but never hear the tune
You can sleep five hundred nights
and never feel the Moon
We can touch a thousand times
still it feels too soon
(You can kiss the mirror, find
your love is always true)
Seasons tilt, and all the little
henges in my house
Show their crystal colors and
let winter's demons out
Who could really forget
the first two years of life?
Who could ever forget
a shooting star came twice?
They can play their favorite tune
we've never heard the song
We can melt a seventh swoon
and play it all night long
Seasons tilt, and all the little
demons come running out
And I can look a million times
majestic Moon above
You can kiss a life of times
But you have known true love
