the lonely loonies on the playground

reveal their shadows to the day

they crash in planes on smack and weird sounds

and leaves us gold upon their graves

our lives becomes less ordinary

show us that it doesn't hurt to die



is it so gorgeous

is it enchanted

is it revealing



I feel so lucky I have seen you

and rapture spread among the crowd

I wish for once I could have met you

before they wrapped you in a shroud

the giants always get their heads chopped

or drown in muddy waters in the south



is it so gorgeous

is it enchanted

is it forever



is it so gorgeous

is it enchanted

is it eternal



with a rude tongue dressed in spiteful eloquence

you would call

calling for a love that never came

you would wait, you would call

and you'd wait and you'd call



back here I am in search of answers

I won't accept what I was told

it's only fair to die from cancer

when you're old enough to say you're old

the reverb you left is never over

tolling for the only one who is not present -



still so gorgeous

so enchanted

so forever



is it so gorgeous

is it enhanted

is it eternal



is it tomorrow