“Parting is such sweet sorrow…” With each separation comes a time of celebration of the dying moments, a final flourish of ecstasy and euphoria.
Draw the curtains, dim the light,
We ought to celebrate this night.
Play the record, hum a tune,
Sing a song about the moon.
Take my hand, waltz with me,
Into the night with a frenzy.
The night’s young, so are our souls
Tonight’s the night we lose control.
Time is scarce, moments precious
So, this night is about only us.
Hold me close, kiss my lips,
Forgetting all our past hardships.
Don’t be scared, don’t shed a tear,
We shall rejoice till I am here.
Tonight is last, there’s no tomorrow,
At daylight, you must let me go.