The Curtis Mansion

Mailboxes, messages, Ferris wheels, and lovely things she gives to me On the old island, she can confide in whales A lighthouse that's cozy, and we won't be lonely with our new friends Puppets she's fashioned, a man made of string and tin If we only, only, only, only Let's be lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely Then we find ourselves in labyrinths again Darling, I will paint for you Visions of hot air balloons We can fly into the sun and See where we come out the other end Darling, don't you want the same things as me? Enter now, you witch Let me cast a spell Everything and all things in moon swept beacons Star-long legions, time I have been looking for eyes in the windmill door There's something in the way that she talks You can have me any lonely day Lovely lonely you If we only, only, only, only Let's be lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely Then we find ourselves in labyrinths again Darling come and rest your head Meet me in the flower bed You can have my only soul I will keep it in my world It's you