Is that vacation music bobbing on the horizon Is that the hum of a choir Is that the smell of wine For me, I've only my reflection And you're howling with yours, and I'm melting with mine In the distance I hear the wail of castratos With proud nose and teeth pointed towards the sky Now you're raging at the gulls And you're dancing with their shadows I only hope mine might bid me goodnight It's been a long time since we met in the middle It's been a long time since we tasted the breath of the pines And it's only natural That we should support each other and appropriate We should part without saying goodbye