Elliott Smith. From a Basement on the Hill. Little One. Zeneszám

One more little one
I'll go down, stay down
Sleep the rest of the day
Dream new music to calm down
Stay down, keep evil away

I can hear you sleep
Changin' your shape
Dissolved in some dream
As a new one appears
To take you along where you've never been

One two three four five six seven
The moonlight tonight seems to belong to me
'Cause I even though, some can't sleep
I need some company

One hit wouldn't matter bit
I'll slow down and see
What's here to find
If it's good check, I won't know
And I won't know the fact that I'm dying

If I seem to be reckless with myself
It's the fault of no one
All things have a place
Under the moon
As well as the sun

One more little one I love you