| (to be shouted) Deadly Bags underneath my eyes, Leering, gleaming. Damning. But is it to my surprise Those secret nights. Laughing. How could anyone not know? The fun,the laughter Those days of woe! Nights of enchanted nonsense. Something so small to me Seems so huge, so great. Impossible madness for you to see Ecstatic happiness, Unforseen misery. |