It's getting cold.
Thought it was too soon to tell but it was terribly old and as the heartbeat slows to a heartless crawl.

The lights went out
The lights went out and darkness filled the house on tiring night under a Long Island sky

I thought I'd known the consequence
but sweetness, can you believe this?
This mess we've made of it.
This mess we've made of it.
In years to come it might make sense
but sweetness, did you believe this?
And what's become of it?
What's become of it?

If you hear this and you think you're ready, then meet me in Montauk where we'll write out in the sand

Here lies the destiny of 2 hurt souls afraid to be cured again.
That could be our epitaph

I thought I'd known the consequence
but sweetness, can you believe this?
This mess we've made of it.
This mess we've made of it.
In years to come it might make sense
but sweetness, did you believe this?
And what's become of it?
What's become of it?

I thought I'd known the consequence
but sweetness, can you believe this?
This mess we've made of it.
This mess we've made of it.
In years to come it might make sense
but sweetness, did you believe this?
And what's become of it?
What's become of it?

I know
I know

I thought I'd known the consequence sweetness, can you believe this?
This mess we've made of it.
This mess we've made of it.
In years to come it might make sense
but sweetness, did you forsee this?
and what's become of it?
What's become...

See also:
JustSomeLyrics
82
82.49
The Cursed Queen Of The Down Lyrics
Rita Lee & Tutti Frutti Eclipse do Cometa Lyrics