Lyrics:

I Believe In Fires At Midnight ---
when The Dogs Have All Been Fed.
a Golden Toddy On The Mantle ---
a Broken Gun Beneath The Bed.
silken Mist Outside The Window.
frogs And Newts Slip In The Dark ---
too Much Hurry Ruins The Body.
i'll Sit Easy ... Fan The Spark
kindled By The Dying Embers Of Another Working Day.
go Upstairs ... Take Off Your Makeup ---
fold Your Clothes Neatly Away.
me, I'll Sit And Write This Love Song
as I All Too Seldom Do ---
build A Little Fire This Midnight.
it's Good To Be Back Home With You