Pages, not just turned ones.
Instead of bein' so hounted, keep those records silent.
Rest and quiet,
It's all up to me.
And it must be fire, as all is forbidden
Nothing given to chance that night.
But I tried my best, as usual looks like
It's not enough, never.
But I tried my best, I just can't stop dancing.
The way she whispered desire in my ears
It made me child again, I swear it did.
The things she said, it was all quite correct
I bet you were smokin' on the balcony
I can't be myself, she said
Fully yours her body said.
So mother, pardon me for bein' so young
It's all so dark in me
Even knowin' the priceless name that you gave me.
Father, may your answers be mine,
Just one day.
Well the master said
He's I gentle days, now
After all that noise.
I can listen no more
I can't go on like that.
A body calls for rest
My body calls for you.
And it's all up to me.