The nights are long,
And the people are sad.
Let us sit in the sun.
The future is fiction,
The past a flawed recollection.
Let us sit in the sun.
Now is the heat on our face,
Real is the wind in our ears.
The moment is always beginning.
See how the clouds expand
Sailing over in blue,
Changing as the moment
Passes through them.
Let us sit in the sun.
