One single seed split the casing
The air hangs and lovers go lightly
Rooms full of fragrances nervous and thin
Torn are the muscles of time

At the coast line the blackbirds are oily
And they dirty the sky with their diamonds
A child's rested head on the dry folded grass

And me, I cannot be more lonely
And me, I cannot be more lonely
An uneven orbit of futures
Tease every shape that befall it
Black crooked gates to the heavens
New animals wait in the meadow (laughing)

Sometimes the danger is gorgeous
Like objects that might not expire
A carriage is rounding the horse trail again

And me, I cannot be more lonely
And me, I cannot be more lonely

There's a shadowy stain on the mantle
Shaped like two soft flowers kissing
Gone are the pink glows of autumn
Morning is stealing the harbor (farewell)

Collapsed in another bold rapture
That sing like the others below it
The waterfall swallows so softly

And me, I cannot be more lonely
And me, I cannot be more lonely

Poems of primeval wisdom
Lost like a smile on the radio
Troubles awarded with interest
An interest but for the award (exclaim!)
Still when the half-light is muted
The silk or the haze of the organs
The melody's weep is unraveled

And me, I cannot be more lonely
And me, I cannot be more lonely
And me, I cannot be more lonely
And me, I cannot be more lonely