Night Shapes

I was laughing outside with you,

When you said.

That’s the way it’s got to be,

That’s the way it’s got to be.

I was only passing by that day,

Pearls of wisdom in my ear.

That sweet sweet sound.

Pearlescent,

Pearlescent,

Pearlescent.

My father sat there saying grace that night,

Thanking god for our food.

He said that’s the way it ought to be,

That’s the way it ought to be.