Sweet Thursday - Nine

Copyright © 2008 Erich Schmitt
Arranged by Sweet Thursday:
Erich Schmitt, Torsten Sänger, Inés Klassen

9

not a snake’s awake
creep go back to sleep
chocolate is melting
blues in the fridge
it’s nearly 9, the sun don’t shine
it’s time neon prince, won’t you start to climb
time neon princess, wipe your eyes

plenty of all
all the words on the wall
9 o’clock as arranged
as much as I recall
quarter past 9, precious time
open your mind to the butterflies
it’s time to go hunting whatever you like

wipe this day out of you face
blow the chalk from the wall, colours are coming
leave your cigarette to fate, drop your coat on the floor
take a breath, smell the waft just for us from the coast of north africa

cool friendly lady
come on, be a good moon
be a nice silver plate
come shining through
down into the river enjoy your absolutely perfect smile
tonight’s alright for the stones to shine
trains can fly by half past 9

so everything’s fine
it’s alright you say
first to dance in the street
than to slip in each others dreams
around the trees with the head full of steam
leave your shoes to the dirt, rise up and fly

I promise you’ll be tired in the morning ‘round 9