BURNING OF THE MIDNIGHT LAMP



THE MORNING IS DEAD

AND THE DAY IS TOO

THERE'S NOTHING LEFT HERE TO GREET ME

BUT THE VELEVET MOON

ALL MY LONELINESS

I HAVE FELT TODAY

IT'S A LITTLE MORE THAN ENOUGH

TO MAKE A MAN THROW HIMSELF AWAY

AND I CONTINUE

TO BURN THE MIDNIGHT LAMP

ALONE



NOW THE SMILING PORTRAIT OF YOU

IS STLL HANGIN' ON MY FROWNING WALL

IT REALLY DOESN'T REALLY DOESN'T BOTHER ME TOO MUCH AT ALL

IT'S JUST THE, UH, EVER FALLING DUST

THAT MAKES IT SO HARD FOR ME TO SEE

THAT FORGOTTEN EAR-RING LAYING ON THE FLOOR

FACING COLDLY TOWARD THE DOOR

AND I CONTINUE

TO BURN THE MIDNIGHT LAMP

ALL ALONE



BURN

LONELY LONELY, YEAH

LONELY LONELY LONELY

LONELINESS IS SUCH A, DRAG



SO HERE I SIT TO FACE

THAT SAME OLD FIRE PLACE

GETTIN' READY FOR THE SAM OLD EXPLOSION

GOIN' THROUGH MY MIND

AND SOON ENOUGH TIME WILL TELL

ABOUT THE CIRCUS AND THE WISHINGWELL

AND SOMEONE WHO WILL BUY AND SELL FOR ME

SOMEONE WHO WILL TOLL MY BELL

AND I CONTINUE TO BURN THE MIDNIGHT LAMP

ALONE



DARLIN' DO YOU HERE ME CALLIN' YOU

SO LONELY

LONELY!