Take me away from hereTake me to a place that I hold dearTake me to a place that I do not fearPlease, take me away from hereDon't tell me where we're goingDon't tell me when we'll stopDon't tell me why we're leavingAnd don't tell me what you've gotI want to be surprisedI want to be in shockI want to be right next to youWhen you reveal whatever it is you've gotAnd wherever it is we're goingAnd whenever we finally stopI just know that I'll be with youAnd that's all I care that I've got
One gives heatAnd one gives lightOne moves leftThe other, rightWorking dayWorking nightShades of greyBlack and whiteEarth is roundBlocks are squareLook and readThe letters thereStrings of symbolsComplex meaningPen on paperInk is bleeding
When I behold a forest spreadWith silken trees upon thy head;And when I see that other dressOf flowers set in comeliness;When I behold another graceIn the ascent of curious lace,Which, like a pinnacle, doth shewThe top, and the top-gallant too;Then, when I see thy tresses boundInto an oval, square, or round,And knit in knots far more than I.Can tell by tongue, or True-love tie;Next, when those lawny films I seePlay with a wild civility;And all those airy silks to flow,
Sweet serene sky-like flower,Haste to adorn her bower;From thy long cloudy bedShoot forth thy damask head!New-startled blush of Flora,The grief of pale Aurora,Who will contest no more,Haste, haste to strew her floor!Vermilion ball that's givenFrom lip to lip in heaven,Love's couch's coverlet,Haste, haste to make her bed!Dear offspring of pleased VenusAnd jolly plump Silenus,Haste, haste to deck the hairOf the only sweetly fair!