My Death

Lyrics

My death is like a swinging door A patient girl who knows the score Whistle for her And the passing time My death is like a bible truth At the funeral of my youth Let's laugh for that And the passing time My death is like a witch at night As surely as our love is bright Let's not talk about... But whatever is behind the door There's nothing left to do An angel or devil, I don't care For in front of that door There is you My death is like a beggar blind I'll see the world with an unlit mind Throw me a dime For the passing time My death comes to allow my friends A few good times before it ends Let's drink to that And the passing time My death is in your arms, your thighs Your cool fingers will close my eyes Let's not talk about... But whatever is behind the door There's nothing left to do An angel or devil, I don't care For in front of that door There is you My death is among the leaves In magicians' mysterious sleeves Rabbits and dogs And the passing time My death hides among the flowers Where the darkest shadow cowers Let's pick lilacs For the passing time My death is in a double bed Sails of oblivion run through my head Pull up the sheets But whatever is behind the door There's nothing left to do An angel or devil, I don't care For in front of that door There is you