through heaven, hell and Medea
and all my Rainer Maria
in solitude and in jealousy
i wish water would run down to me
we could begin to be human beings
(i said what i said to you - you said what you said to me)
and say "see, we are one in the same"
(but not what i wanted to - i couldn't hear anything)
and loss is nothing but change
into our slave family of authors
with an overseas officer
marches Lady Liberty
who'd die just to save me
a union of the two of you will only be
(i said what i said to you - you said what you said to me)
a dried seed dropped in some mud
(but not what i needed to - that you'd be there for me)
and in what grows up
the difference is none
oh i can give you nothing at all
all my gold turns to coal in your hands
and i become poor in the end
