Night it beckons
The darkest part of my soul
Red wine is swilling me
It matches the sky
But I’m not going home
No I’m not going home
'Cause I can’t find my home
No I can’t find my home
Evening beckons
Tempting me with the promise of a poem
or the sweetness of her love
But I know yr. tricks
Yes I know yr. tricks
Satan I know yr. tricks
I know yr. trick
And I’ll fall for them again
Yes I’ll fall for them again
Ohh ohh
Here comes the blindness of the left eye
My old and nurtured friend
Can you brew up some jealousy, fear, spite, anger and hatred
For old times' sake?
And can you show me home
'Cause I can’t find my home
Can you show me home
Out into the woods or on the roooooooooooopes
Oh look here’s another hole
The fall will surely break the monotony of the day
And give me something profound and beautiful to write about
So I’ll jump in again
In free fall again
Ah here is my home
So I’ll jump in again