A keresés eredménye

Turmoil

I shut up with so many bills
Interest, tax, begging, mortgage
And I'm damned if I do
And damned if I don't
 
I shut up with a mouthful of bread with butter
And cheese on sale
 
I shut up when you hold me, when I give myself to your caresses
 
I shut up with the turmoil and the night falls
I don't fall asleep
I think of my childhood, of those sweet eyes
And other dreams that I no longer know
Where I've been and what I'm doing
 
Perhaps I shut myself up with the cold morning, the scandal of the day
The mud, the plot, the utopia of civilisation
 
I keep silent with one more wolf in sheep's clothing
Who brings salvation
 
I shut up when your eyes shine with wonder and amazement
 
I shut up, have a drink and forget everything
The dead fish in a filthy sea
For a second I'm bottomless
I go off into the night
I've lost my bearings, so I search
For some cure, for some grace
There's a party in the square, there's a party in the square
 
And we must sing
 
While there's a party in the square
While there's a party in the square
While there's a party in the square
And grace in contravention