He spoke into her knees Always into her knees First in her lips then into her chest Then irrevocably Always her soft white knees Mid September light knees Time will erase the rest of her body From its incorrigible memory Why do you cling to me Only to let me go? Speak now so feverishly Let our warm blooded blood flow The grandness of our love To frame above our bed Time will erase the rest of our bodiеs From its incorrigible maladies We'll dance into the breeze We'll sleep away our age 'Til we are deaf and dumb And young and not afraid Of love and death and age Of love and death and age Time will erase the rest of our bodies From its incorrigible memory And I will build a machine from the scraps of our bodies And I will build a machine from the scraps of our bodies And I will build a machine from the scraps of our bodies And we will build machines with our bodies