Let There Be A Heaven

Suddenly I'm Not Half The Girl I Used To Be. There's A Shadow Hanging Over Me . . . From Me To You Out Of My Electric Devil.

I Said, The Poets Are There I Hear Them Singing And Lying Around Their Round Table And Around Me Still.

All Considerations For These Human Remains! They Must Have An Escort! They Are Classified!

For I Could Not Read Or Speak And On The Long Nights I Could Not Turn The Moon Off Or Count The Lights Of Cars Across The Ceiling.

Oh, Darling, Let Your Body In, Let It Tie You In, In Comfort.