PICULIARLY CLOSE RELATED TO DEATH
Remains the ordinary man
Two souls, alas, they dwell inside his breast
No stage left for the noble and heroic heart
That wishes all the best for them
Two lovers on a dock in Copenhagen
Two souls, alas, they dwell inside his breast
And countless figures passing by
This crippled earth
Shall never grow its grass ream again
From the gates all meant
Of machines and shoes and dogs directing them
Signing treaties, waging wars
Doing all his chores
Looking for the cause
Signing treaties, waging wars
Marriage and divorce
Looking for the cause
And the cause of all
The cause of all
The cause of all
I watched him kiss her on the merry-go-round
I watched them kissing on a train
The west wind blew
And the rain beat the roof
And the wind blew the rooftops again
And all he could
Was to gaze at her remembering them
Signing treaties, waging wars
Doing all his chores
Looking for the cause
Signing treaties, waging wars

Signing treaties, waging wars
Marriage and divorce
Looking for the cause
And years went by
And as he gazed
The wall clock cuckooed for all of them
And years went by
Looked upon them.
And years went by And years went by.

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