This Is The Kit up to my ears

It was all poetry and sweet things
It was all honesty and beauty
And then with me
Just plain sneakiness and weaselry
And all those sweet things make your throat sting
And all that nervousness and jittering and so much sugar made my throat sting
Twitchiness and fidgiting
What beauty oh what beauty
And what poetry
What was this?
Who was this that brought you to me?
What beauty oh what beauty
And what poetry
What was this?
What was this that brought you to me?
And might it rest down next to he
And place those cool palms of yours over my ears
Up to my ears
It was all honesty and beauty
It was all poetry and sweet things