… and when I shall die, take him and cut him up in little stars, and he will make the face of heaven so fine that all the world will fall in love with the night and pay no worship to the garish sun.
the party don’t start ‘till I
… and when I shall die, take him and cut him up in little stars, and he will make the face of heaven so fine that all the world will fall in love with the night and pay no worship to the garish sun.
the party don’t start ‘till I