Hey

Hey, come to the bay When the night closes Roses beside the waters And the ocean-laughter We will collect And resurrect the room For the two getting lost Into the golden puzzle Hey, come to the sunrays Playing with the bun Holding the bursting hair Inviting for a share Of the teacup tales Of the awesome ale Sails of little boats Hey, let's ride and play Hey Black coats and gagged throats Run away The lips of starlight Calling to play The fall they show all blue and gray Hey leave all blurbs It's the night for raw herbs Miles of sharp curves Nile under stylish rain Let's paint our pain Again and again The nocturnal lips to say Hey