there’s a girl with a star tattooed on her shoulder

gliding across the room

it’s too obvious to say but I really would like to hold her

I’m witless as an 18 year old groom

it’s night and there’s nothing whole

you’d think the dark would make us all one heart one soul

it’s night and there’s nothing whole

and there’s nothing else you gotta know

lay down your two-bit silver on a hundred shards of mirror

see what you can see

steal close to her heart you’ll see a tattooed quaver

she says ‘love is all I need’

it’s night and there’s nothing whole…

there’s a man who spills himself into a bottle or a body

getting hard to hold his head up high

there’s hunger and thirst in the incandescent wire

and we flicker like the northern sky

it’s night and there’s nothing whole…

there’s a girl with a scar of a tattoo on her shoulder

tried to erase the days

after all we think and say and do love still smoulders

though we hide it in a thousand ways

it’s night and there’s nothing whole

you’d think the dark would make us all one heart one soul

it’s night and there’s nothing whole

(look at those broken stars)

and there’s nothing else you gotta know