We could have been lovers.
An oasis in grey.
You know that we need some part.
Why didn’t you say?
Lovers, lovers, lovers….
Of the dead-time….
Lovers, lovers, lovers….
Of the shade!

You know that we need you.
You know that we care.
But your contribution….
Is fragile and rare.

And we’re,
Lovers, lovers, lovers….
Of the dead-time…..
Lovers, lovers, lovers….
Of the shade,
Lovers, lovers, lovers….
Lovers, lovers, lovers….
Lovers, lovers, lovers….
Of the shade.

“It’ll take time to tell. Do you know what fell? I’m going to sing to you.”

AH! AH!

We know that we’re lovers.
We know that we care.
We show our attentions.
We stripped it so bare!

And we’re, 
Lovers, lovers, lovers….
Of the dead-time…..
Lovers, lovers, lovers….
Of the shade….
Lovers, lovers, lovers….
Of the dead-time….
Lovers, lovers, lovers….
Of the shhhhaaaadddeee….