ten thousand pictures
a casket of wine
and wisdom that holds you
captive for now
don’t stay in the doorway
and suffer so much
leave all your troubles
don’t blow off the dust
how can you ask me
to stay here with you?
when all remains broken
in spite of the glue
don’t wilt in the doorway
or suffer as such
leave all your troubles
covered in dust
the messenger came by tonight
my letters have gone unreplied
the tender and ageing
of two minds alike
it seems it’s been ages
since we saw the light
get through the doorway
don't suffer as much
leave all your troubles
leave them covered in dust
the messenger came by tonight
my letters are left unreplied