There's a lit bit of you in me And though we're afraid to say it We want to keep it down Cause I want what I have to reach When I'm on the verge of one lane There's no use now You froze when I showed I cared When we've all forgotten how to live How to bend And you stop to say it's true As we toast to the last dead honeymoon Honeymoon Where do we go Where do we hide Two thousand years and what did we find Thrown back, how we beg, how we plead But into the violets Off into the violets I've made.