The Decemberists - Isn't It A Lovely Night?

Isn't 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 day 

We got in from our play 

Isn't it ? 

A sweet little baby 



And wasn't it a lovely breeze 

That swept the leaves 

Of arbor reeves 

And bent a 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 a lovely way 

We got in from our play 

Isn't it ? 

A sweet little baby



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