To Thomas S.Eiselberg, a very rich man, who was wise

Enough to spend all his fortunes in burying himself

Many miles beneath the ground. as the only surviving

Member of the human race, he inherited the whole world.



Stagnation



Here today the red sky tells his tale,

But the only listening eyes are mine

There is peace amongst the hills,

And the night will cover all my pride.

Blest are they who smile from bodies free,

Seems to me like any other crowd

Who are waiting to be saved.



Wait, there is still time for washing in the pool,

Wash away the past

Moon, my long-lost friend is smiling from above,

Smiling at my tears.

Keep outside the night.

Somehow



And each will find a home,

And there will still be time,

For loving my friend

You are there

And will I wait for ever, beside the silent mirror

And fish for bitter minnows amongst the weeds

And slimy water.



I want to sit down.

I want to take a drink of water

I want a drink

I want a drink.

To take all the dust and the dirt from my throat.

I want a drink.

I want a drink.

To wash out the filth that is deep in my guts.

I want a drink.



Then let us drink

Then let us smile

Then let us go