The Decemberists - Isn't It a Lovely Night? lyrics

Isn't it a lovely night?
And so alive with fireflies providing
Us their holy light
And here we made a bed of boughs
And thistledown that we had found to
Lay upon the dewy ground

And isn't it a lovely way
We got in from our play? Isn't it, babe?
A sweet little baby

Wasn't it a lovely breeze
That swept the leaves
Of arbor eaves and bent to
Brush our blushing knees?
And here we died our little
Deaths and we were left
To catch our breaths so swiftly
Lifting from our chests

And isn't it a lovely way
We got in from our play? Isn't it, babe?
A sweet little baby