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