Have a Nice Life
With a heartache following you so close behind
Call out to me as I ramble by
I'll sing a song for you
Thats's what I'm here to do
To sing for you
When the night has left you cold and feeling sad
I will show you that it cannot be so bad
Forget the one who went and made you cry
I'll sing a song for you
Thats's what I'm here to do
To sing for you
When you feel you just can't make it anymore
With your head bowed down you're staring at the floor
Search out to me with your weary eyes
I'll sing
Lotto karamba Octopus
(Hammill)
I want to paint you long poems full of fire,
you who I do not know.
Now my mind is tested with love which
twists and wavers from side to side and which
some day soon you may see...
I want you to cascade
through ten thousand rainbows with me
and dredge mountains from the sea:
you who I now begin to know.
But emotion is pent up inside,
too scared of dying again to live
and meanwhile I must endure your
red-copper hair screaming like a water-baby.
Black eyes stare from my ceiling...
you who I now truly know.
Now I cannot see too clearly
and already my trellis stands bare.
How can I break free of these overclinging arms
which entwine and enfold me
and reach to the clear blue sea?
I want you to know, but how can I tell you?
I want you to see but my own eyes are blind.
The Octopus now enfolds me,
I know you too well....