Yes, yes, I’m going under

Yes, yes, I’m going under

Wine, water and thunder

I wait for your forever

You think you’re being clever

 

There’s no proud father, or a mother

The boys, too uncomfortable to stay longer

The blue bees humming

Yes, yes, I’ll go away

16-02-1997

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