Zevon Warren - Finishing Touches lyrics

Diary I kept on days of

Fiery love was a kind of

Donory thing after my

Recovery

Really my illness cause was

Loneliness. Since I met my

Fairy I didn't have to

Query

Happily I wrote about my

Wintry past left behind and

Fondly assurance... to live's

Bitterly

No need I felt to feed a

Greed for sadness. And

Indeed it helped to sow the

Lucky seed

[Chorus:]

Excelsior! I fly higher! I love her!

I do adore her more and more!

Excelsior! I fly higher! Yes, I am her's!

I really love her more and more!

Early it was made start on

Folly which lied in it. And

Blindly I went ahead, lived

Humbly

And deed to change the course

Was a feat. The right way's chosen

Me to lead and melancholy

To forbid

Really my illness cause was

Loneliness. Harry to be

Free of chains, become a

Sea

[Chorus.]