Pat Metheny
Lady Night
I walk alone into lady night
She wraps me in her black veils
Wraps me tight
Her velvet touch on my weary eyes
Kisses softly
Windy sighs

Lady Night in her grandeur
Flaunts jewels of light
Flirting with Sir Half-moon
She shimmies slowly
Backs-o'-mountains
Dips her hair in twilight

Walks alone into lady night
The woman's discreet as a grave, and I know she'll
Want your tears…
Lady Night's got an appetite
For sorrow liquidated into
Pearls of light
One by one she'll gather them to her breast
Kiss your lowered eyes and bid you rest

She take me to her tummy, I clutch her warmth
I know that I am falling
She delves into my mind, brings out my darkest thoughts
The keep her dark from dawning
(I know that's what she wants…)
I turn my back to Lady Night
My mind is clear
My pearls are in the satchel
I've paid my share of blackness to her

Turn my back to the lady, though she calls
She calls
But I am going to the dawn
And she can no longer keep me