Isn't It A Lovely Night?

The Decemberists

Lyrics*don't start until about 40 seconds in Isn't*

it a lovely night And?

so alight 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 dewy ground And

isn't it a lovely way We?

got 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 our 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 in from our play Isn't

it babe A?

sweet little baby

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