3:00 am. I'm going to die tonight.
     I don't want to turn that light off.
     Let's live a little while longer
     and we might create perfect love
     and wake what lies dormant in us.
     Lust is life's great hallelujah.
     We'll **** in broken bed and not
     think of broken hearts as waves
     whisper of love and we drift off
     in impossible dreams to graves.