Dorothy Parker - Rainy Night lyrics

Ghosts of all my lovely sins Who attend too well my pillow Gay the wanton rain begins Hide the limp and tearful willow Turn aside your eyes and ears Trail away your robes of sorrow You shall have my further years You shall walk with me tomorrow I am sister to the rain Fey and sudden and unholy Petulant at the windowpane Quickly lost, remembered slowly I have lived with shades, a shade I am hung with graveyard flowers Let me be tonight arrayed In the silver of the showers Every fragile thing shall rust When another April pa**es I may be a furry dust Sifting through the brittle gra**es All sweet sins shall be forgot Who will live to tell their siring? Hear me now, nor let me rot Wistful still, and still aspiring Ghosts of dear temptations, heed I am frail, be you forgiving See you not that I have need To be living with the living? Sail, tonight, the Styx's breast Glide among the dim processions Of the exquisite unblest Spirits of my shared transgressions Roam with young Persephone Plucking poppies for your slumber With the morrow, there shall be One more wraith among your number