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If no one was to listen and nothing was to breakMy innocent remark would count as quite a big mistakeI've never been to Normandy although I've climbed a treeAnd I've never called you anything but 'she'The titles in my library are really too obscureBut the undertow is grinning as a wave breaks through the shoreIf Malcolm is a lighthouse keeper, I'm a drunken fishFrom the Philippines en route to NatchitochesAnd the days drag on like hours and the years plod on like secondsAs a girl I don't know beckons from the inside of the skyFor I've never felt so frazzled* or so rhythmically distractedAs my patience is refracted in a haze of when and whySt. Patrick's Day was frozen through a magnifying glassBut it's all been torn to ribbons by a diplomat on grassAnd the altar boys are busking in a new sidewalk caféWith their cocoa butter soaking up the hayDo the raindrops seem to tremble at a glance from KatmanduWith a pocket full of promises and a bucket full of shoes?Though I see the lifeguard drowning, he's talking out of keyTo a fellow with a bureaucrats degreeAnd the days drag on like hours and the years plod on like secondsAs a girl I don't know beckons from the inside of the skyThough I've never seen a compass made from leftover tattoosSongtexteI would love to watch you use one in the bitter by and byIs that Nancy in the window?Is she eating feta cheese?Cuz the rats are watching Jeopardy and falling on their kneesAs the gas truck hits a racetrack and begins to pick up speedAll the congressmen have voted to proceedNo, you can't just sit there, stupid, no, you have to grab a shoeCuz the rats are getting restless and there's so much you can doBe the hero, be the villain, be the one that got awayNothing comes from nothing gained, I always sayAnd the days drag on like hours and the years plod on like secondsAs a girl I don't know beckons from the inside of the skyAnd the occupants are joining forces, praying to the dishesAnd their words are mean and vicious and they will not wear a tieAnd the days drag on like hours and the years plod on like secondsAs a girl I don't know beckons from the inside of the skyFor I've never felt so frazzled* or so rhythmically distractedAs my patience is refracted in the bitter by and by Aus Songtexte Mania