Lyrics

One part alabaster moon
One part rustling old raccoon
One part whispers of a breeze
One part heady jasmine bloom
One part lonely night bird tune
One part two heart beats

Might we make an apothecary potion
Or bottle it like Napa wine
Might we capture all we left unspoken
Cork it up for future delight
Whatever time might hold
Whatever fate unfolds
Forget all that we can't control
But let's bottle up tonight

Spotlight of a street lamp beam
Shadows dancing in between
Familiar as an old refrain
All the stories of the past
The future ones that come too fast
Off the edges of the frame

Might we make an apothecary potion
Or bottle it like Napa wine
Might we capture all we left unspoken
Cork it up for future delight
Whatever time might hold
Whatever fate unfolds
Forget all that we can't control
But let's bottle up to –
Whatever time might hold
Whatever fate unfolds
Forget all that we can't control
But let's bottle up tonight