Good-night? ah! no; the hour is ill
Which severs those it should unite;
Let us remain together still,
Then it will be good night.
How can I call the lone night good,
Though thy sweet wishes wing its flight?
Be it not said, thought, understood --
Then it will be -- good night.
To hearts which near each other move
From evening close to morning light,
The night is good; because, my love,
They never say good-night.
***Original poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley
1 | My Ghostly Happiness |
2 | April Rain |
3 | Knock Knock Knock |
4 | Daises |
5 | On Leaving Some Friends At An Early Hour |
6 | Daisies (MRF brave remake) |
7 | In the Back of My Mind |
8 | Daisies |
9 | The Smile |