Susanne takes you down to her place by the river, you can hear the boats go by, you can spend the night beside her, and you know that she's half crazy, and that's why you want to be there, and she feeds you tea and oranges that come all the way from China, and just when you want to tell her, that you have no love to give her, she gets you on her wavelength, and she lets the river answer, that you've always been her lover, and you want to travel with her, and you want to travel blind, and you know that you can trust her, for she's touched your perfect body, with her mouth, my Jesus was a sailor, when he walked upon the water, and he spent a long time watching, from a lonely wooden tower, and when he knew for certain, only drowning men could see him, he said all men shall be brothers, then until the sea shall free them, but he himself was broken, long before the sky would open, forsaken, almost human, he sank beneath your wisdom, like a stone and you want to travel with him, and you want to travel blind, and you think maybe you trust him, for he's touched your perfect body, with his mouth and you want to travel blind, Suzanne takes you down, to her place by the river, you can hear the boats go by, you can spend the night forever, and the sun pours down like honey, on our lady of the harbour, she shows you where to look for her she shows you where to look, amid the garbage and the flowers, there are heroes in the seaweed, there are children in the morning, they're leaning out for love, and they will lean that way forever while Suzanne holds the mirror, and you want to travel with her, and you want to travel blind, and you think maybe you trust her, for she's touched your perfect body with her mind