Not Tonight Josephine.

In An Army's Strength Therein
Lies The Denouement. From
Here You're Haunting Me. By
The Seine So Beautiful, Only
Not To Be Of Use-- Impossible.

So Strange, Victory- 1200 Spires
The Only Sound, Moscow Burning.
Empty Like The Tuileries. Like A Dream
Vienna Seems, Only Not To Be Of Use- Impossible.

In The Last Extremity -- To
Advance Or Not To Advance- I
Hear You Laughing

Even Still You're Calling Me
"not Tonight, Not Tonight


Not Tonight"

Josephine