Going to read two lyrics.
Nightgown, white's gone.
Where do people go when they go to sleep?
I envy them.
I want to go there too.
I am outside of them.
Married to them.
Nightgown, white's gone.
Women that you look at beside them.
I knock on their shoulder blades, ask to be let in.
It is forbidden.
But you are my wife, I say.
There is no reply.
Arms around her, I caress her wings.