The rotten wine that drips from the cups
The bitter honey, my heart
From wherever everything comes
Everything will go where nothing can ever be reached
From wherever everything comes
Everything will go where nothing can ever be reached
I remember everything that exists
All that is sad and happy, or not
I keep the dead flowers in the living room
I make room for time
For time...
I keep the dead flowers in the living room
I make room for time
For time...
Even if it's late, it's now that's late
It's always too early, too early
Even if it's late, now that night is here
I feel afraid...
I remember everything that exists
All that is sad and happy, or not
I keep the dead flowers in the living room
I make room for time
For time...
I keep the dead flowers in the living room
I make room for time
For time...
Even if it's late, it's now that's late
It's always too early, too early
Even if it's late, now that night is here
I feel afraid...