So long,
fare thee well
The dancer and the dancing daze
Have taken leave and fell
So turn down this bed of stone
Quench me with the deadly nightshade
From the rose that you belong
The lone December rain is falling now
Running down on streets to nowhere Music is my life,
you're my sweetest nightingale
But I can't hear it here no more
And I go, I go
Rush now,
don't shake or break
Words have fallen silent like soldiers to
the grave
No matter what they do or say
Lay me on the sleepy meadows By the tracks upon your face
The lone December rain is falling now
Running down on streets to nowhere
Music is my life,
you're my sweetest nightingale But I can't hear it here no more
And I go,
I go
The lone December rain is falling now
Running down on streets to nowhere
Music is my life,
you're my sweetest nightingale But I can't hear it here no more
And I go,
I go