let us go then, you and i
with the evening spread out against the sky

the world seems small when we're alone
let the moon and stars be our home

do i dare? do i dare?
could i turn and descend that stair
i want proof! i want proof!
somehow i will live through my dying youth
i want proof

in the room, women come and go
talking of Michelangelo
but when i speak i am not heard
i am the tree speaking to the birds

would it have been worth it after all
to have squeezed the universe into a ball

could i come back and tell you all
that is not what i meant at all

i grow old! i grow old!
but on the beach

i'll wear my trouser's rolled

i want proof! i want proof!
somehow i will live through my dying youth
i want proof

i should have been born a ragged claw

tearing at the seams of nature's law
but i'm just a jockey, and poorly used
atop my body, neglected and confused

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we are bound! we are bound!
to sleep till we are woken
but then we drown
i want proof! i want proof!
somehow i will live through my dying youth

i want proof

 

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