Spring is through You [?] To the coast To cast your coat and me Distance has Weapons trued Bring your coat, your name And stand by the sea Tangled in the nights While by your laughter Poor stone cliffs Breathe through another chapter 'Til it all gets washed In this hand Out of stay Here today One last entry Upon the Space-borough faire If you find Paradise Empty place to Return from time to time Weathered from the days We never shared together Lines in the face Barely can remember What the point of love Blows into I'll never hurt you Will never hurt you And so we shed Our clothes again Black gold seasons And fairweather friends And hold our tongues Fly our hearts See how far We drift apart again