Daylight, see the dew on the sunflower
Now Old Deuteronomy, just before dawn
Memory, turn your face to the moonlight.
Memory, all alone in the moonlight.
Burnt out ends of smokey days.
Daylight, I must wait for the sunrise.
Sunlight, through the trees in the summer.
Touch me, it's so easy to leave me.
And a rose that is fading.
Roses wither away.
Like the sunflower I yearn to turn my face to the dawn.
I am waiting for the day.
Through a silence you feel you could cut with a knife,
Announces the cat who can now be reborn
And come back to a different Jellicle Life.
Let your memory lead you.
Open up, enter in
And if you find there the meaning of what happiness is,
Then a new life will begin.
I can smile at the old days.
I was beautiful then.
I remember the time I knew what happiness was.
Let the memory live again.
The stale cold smell of morning.
The streetlamp dies, another night is over and
Another day is dawning.
I must think of a new life
And I mustn't give in.
When the dawn comes,
Tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin.
Endless masquerading
Like a flower as the dawn is breaking.
The memory is fading.
All alone with the memory of my days in the sun.
If you touch me, you'll understand what happiness is.
Look, a new day has begun.
Midnight
Memory
Every streetlamp seems to beat
Daylight
Burnt out ends of smokey days
Touch me
Not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone
In the lamplight
The withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan
All alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember a time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again
A fatalistic warning
Someone mutters in the streetlamp gutters
And soon it will be morning
I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I musn't give in
When the dawn comes
Tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin
The stale, cold smell of morning
The streetlamp dies
Another night is over
Another day is dawning
It's so easy to leave me
All alone with the memory
Of my days in the sun
If you touch me
You'll understand what happiness is
Look, a new day has begun
Up, up, up past the Russell Hotel.
Up, up, up past the Russell Hotel.
The mystical divinity of unashamed felinity.
Up, up, up, up to the Heaviside Layer.
Up, up, up past the Russell Hotel.
Up, up, up, up to the Heaviside Layer.
Up, up, up past the Russell Hotel.
Up up up up to the Heaviside Layer.
Up, up, up, up to the Heaviside layer.
Up, up, up past the Jellicle Moon.
Up, up, up, up to the Heaviside Layer.
Up, up, up past the Jellicle moon.
Up, up, up, up to the Heaviside Layer.
Round the cathedral rang 'Vivat'.
Life to the everlasting cat!
You've heard of several kinds of cat
So first, your memory I'll jog.
With cats, some say one rule is true:
Before a cat will condescend
A cat's entitled to expect
A cat's entitled to expect
And my opinion now is that
You should need no interpreter to understand our character.
You've learned enough to take the view
That cats are very much like you.
You've seen us both at work and games
And learnt about our proper names,
Our habits and habitat,
But how would you ad-dress a cat?
And say: a cat is not a dog.
So first, your memory I'll jog.
And say: a cat is not a dog.
Don't speak 'til you are spoken to.
Myself, I do not hold with that.
I say you should ad-dress a cat,
But always bear in mind that he resents familiarity.
You bow, and taking off your hat, ad-dress him in this form, "O' Cat!"
To treat you as a trusted friend,
A little token of esteem is needed like a dish of cream.
And you might now and then supply
Some caviar or Straussburg pie.
Some potted grouse or salmon paste.
He's sure to have his personal taste.
And so in time you reach your aim
And call him by his name.
These evidences of respect.
So this is this and that is that.
And there's how you ad-dress a cat.
These evidences of respect.
So this is this and that is that.
And there's how you ad-dress a cat.
