The world consists of a never-ending accumulation of horrible tragedies. If only we’d know. But evil, too, lies in the eye of the beholder, so every night I pray to keep it out of mine. Just imagine the heights that I could climb. How happy I’ll be!
In dreams we are free. In dreams we live out lives without remedy. In dreams the sky’s so high above us.
We are bound, by long arms that hold us down. They keep us low to the ground. But sooner or later everything comes back around. And come around it will! All the way. And when it breaks, we’ll shiver. All the way down to our bones, we’ll shiver. But just because it’s bound to break doesn't mean we shouldn't shiver when it does. Just because it ought to break, doesn’t mean we shouldn’t shiver just the same.
I want it to course through my body, let my body hum under its electric current, let its light shine right through me, shine its beacon, a rope, from me to you.
Some people you can tell how their brain works. I can’t tell with you, so we can’t sit and talk in my head, just us two. It means I’ll have to wait on you. When you’re gone I sing songs, or I sit silently. I don’t fantasise, about who you could be. And then, I tell myself, sometimes misfortune has its good side, because when I see you, I can see you clear eyed. I will wait on you, I’m not afraid to take the good with the bad. Yes, you are so right, I could never do you wrong, and you’ll never leave me sad. No pleasure could be sweeter than my surprise, getting more than I’d hoped for.
Let the rain, which never lets up, dig us deep graves that will have us lying bare, completely still, in the cold night air. Just you and I, our bodies endlessly deep, and far away from the world’s affairs. Finally we’ll lie peacefully, like we have never before, and finally we’ll lie side by side, forevermore.
Until that day, let’s build our houses of straw, sticks and stones. And wait for it all to blow over, and never go back home. Then we can forget all about it, if we want. By then, it’ll be whatever we want, though we’ll be left wanting for nothing, not anymore.
Please, God, let it be the good times to finally kill us! First slowly, and then all at once. But know I will never let go of my friend's hand, until my last dying breath. Know that in time, we’ll fold the hands of fate. Now that I know, I’m so happy, I could just kiss you to death.
I won’t ever let the Sun go down on us.