Menace the day
Menace the night
I've walked until I thought
everything was right
Menace the time
I've walked a town
Thinking new faces will bring me up
From feeling down
Fly on strange wings
You choose to hang around and muddle everything
And all the while he's somewhere gathering layers of life without me
Last Monday's papers
Lies on the floor
Things lay antique since your last visit here
Before
If there is no one
Meet someone Our old
friends would know how to get
in touch with me
Fly on strange wings
You choose to hang around and muddle everything
And all the while he's somewhere
gathering layers
of life without me
Fly on strange wings You choose to hang around and muddle everything
And all the while he's somewhere gathering layers of life without me
