It’s eleven thirty seven where you are
The sun said good night to the land long time ago
And I keep thinking how I dreamt
That I was a drugged prostitute
Who wanted to kill herself
Being eaten by the dogs

It’s eleven thirty seven where you are
The sun said good night to the land long time ago
But I can not say good night to you
Because I can’t seem to find enough courage

It’s eleven thirty seven where you are
The sun said good night to the land long time ago
And who knows where you are
The silence of the moment condemns me to wonder
If I can even beg the moon to kiss sleepy eyes
When it is not possible for the person my ego sometimes calls I