Laura, Laura I am sad for you / But more than that I am sad for me / And when I make a toast to you / I make a toast to me, my friend. / Here on the front porches of our lives, / I toast to you, with goblet raised. / And the house of our lives too, glittering / With decay. And the fatish ghos...

Save your congratulations and your flowers / My baby is sunbathing on the moon / And with the eternal blue light she glows / In her clear house, with shutters / Save your kind regards, and visits / With doughnuts and kisses / Save your little nothings that amount to nothing / Save it save it ...