You say "When you were small, which drugs did you all take then?"
When we were small we shot resin, bark, and steel
And the brain became soft from lutheran dread before God
And so I became sick and the shadow you see now
But when the night was bright
In our sixties-house
Then we were far, far, far from here
In our dream of escaping to something new
I was born in a time precisely when the dust had just settled
A meaningless time, exactly one thousandth of a second too late
And surely there lives a scream somewhere in your calm and quiet life
A wild fantasy drowned in boxed-wine nostalgia
But when the night is bright
In your seventies-house
And you are vapour, the trace of a cloud
In a dream of escaping to something new
And you are holding so tight and when the longing gets hard
Then I am yours, yours, yours to take with
To take out, to take in into something new
And when the night is bright
In our eighties-house
Then we are far, far, far from here
In our dream of escaping to something new
And we are holding too tight, but this dream is ours
And you are mine, mine, mine to take with
To take out in a search for the time that escaped