May Later

[Verse 1] What pulls me out of my head is a far siren calling for me "Return, return to your bed, to your loving bed" I ask the siren how far to go The siren moaned and a hoarse wind began, began to blow The wind it did blow The siren said, "Not yet, not yet, may later" Lazy now Come back [Verse 2] What pulls me out of my dreams is to know I'll see the great brown green of your eyes When I re-open mine, when I re-open mine I went to ask the mountain, "Is now a good time?" The mountain let out a great yawn And it gave this brief reply, it gave this reply The mountain said, "Not yet, not yet, may later" Lazy now Come back [Verse 3] And still I wonder, should I forge a ring? And you smirked sweetly And said to me, "Not yet, not yet, may later" Be lazy now Not yet, may later