Tell Me What Killed Us
I´m unstable,
I´m an unstable human.
I´m a fish,
bound by watter,
poised in the air.
Unlucky in love
and it takes some time
to forget you.
I´m unstable,
I´m a fish,
somebody thought it up.
When I´m looking from this hill to the South west,
there you can see the big wind blow.
And over there in the valley...
around about thirty miles...
I miss you so much that I´m going crazy,
everything around me is swimming,
I don´t know what to do,
you don´t have arms and wings,
it makes me crazy.
Tell me
what killed us.
One day St. Paul died,
a musician,
I read it in the newspaper
and on the last page,
a Museum of Electronics
on the side of the Dunabe.
At a bar,
stairs to heaven,
mountain sands and sleepin´ in the parking lot.
Tell me,
what killed us,
I´m an unstable human,
a face of fun and sorrow.
