St.-John Songtext
von Tuxedomoon

I live, yet do not live
I wait as life goes by
This life I live alone, I view
As robbery of life

And so it is a constant death
With no way out at all
God hear me, what I say is true
I do not want this life

I am so removed from you, I say
What kind of life can I have
I pity me yet my fate is clear
I will keep up this lie

The fish taken from out the sea
Is not without reprieve
Its dying is a brief affair
And then it it brings relief


Yet, what convulsive death
Can be as bad as my own life
I live, yet do not live at all
I die, yet do not die at all

The more I live, the more I die
The more I live, the more I die
I live, yet do not die at all
I die, yet do not live at all

I live yet do not live
I wait as life goes by
This life I live alone I view
As robbery of life

And so it is a constant death
With no way out at all
God hear me, what I say is true
I do not want this life

I am so removed from you, I say
What kind of life can I have
I pity me yet my fate is clear
I will keep up this lie


The fish taken from out the sea
Is not without reprieve
Its dying is a brief affair
And then it it brings relief

Yet what convulsive death
Can be as bad as my own life
I live, yet do not live at all
I die, yet do not die at all

The more I live, the more I die
The more I live, the more I die
I live, yet do not die at all
I die, yet do not live at all