Decemberists (The)

Isn't It A Lovely Night?
Isn't it a lovely night? And so alive With fireflies Providing us their holy light And here we made a bed of boughs And thistle down That we had found To lay upon the dewey ground And isn't it a lovely way We got it in from our play Isn't it babe? A sweet little baby And wasn't it a lovely breeze? That swept the leaves of arbor eaves And bent to brush of blushing knees? And here we died our little deaths And we were left to catch our breaths So swiftly lifting from our chests And isn't it a lovely way We got it in from our play Isn't it babe? A sweet little baby (Thanks to EJennings for correcting these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania