Exquisite Corpse

Lyrics for Exquisite Corpse

Life is but a dream Life is but a dream Life is but a dream Life is but a dream Life is but a dream Life is but a dream Life is but a dream Life is but a dream I make the air fall apart Around me Now as the petals are no more A corroding, shrinking stalk remains Bereft of his blooms And the ultimate cruelty of loves pinions Beset his appearance, beset his appearance No king could replenish his state Now browning, sinking, dying A thousand deaths A thousand deaths A thousand deaths Terry sat up and hugged The green army surplus bag Around his skinny waist It was cold and the person Beside him had faded badly Legs apart, his eyes lit up The sky? s gone out, the sky, the sky The sky? s gone out The sky? s gone out, the sky? s gone out The sky? s gone out, the sky? s gone out The sky? s gone out, the sky? s gone out The sky? s gone out, the sky? s gone out The sky? s gone out, the sky? s gone out The sky? s gone out, the sky? s gone out