Across From My Windows Songtext
von Moriarty

Across from my window are windows
Where once there was sky
Rows and rows and rows of eyes
That are yellow and cold and dark and hollow
But always, always blind
Like everything else, we lose our name
Coal turns to ashes, and ashes choke the flame
One thousand faces on Pescadilla
I have yellow flowers and black sweet boats
I knew he was coming
The master of love caught us like a murderer
Murderer, ate us like a Finnish knife
On this very, very day of May
Ate us like a Finnish knife
On this very, very day of May
I had a man, I was his secret wife I had a man, I was his secret wife
His book became my life
Publisher shut him up
Master gave it up
Grew afraid of the octopus
Heading straight for his heart
Heading straight for his heart
Across from my window are windows
Where once there was sky
Rows and rows and rows of eyes
That are yellow and cold and dark and hollow
That are yellow and cold and dark and hollow
Yellow and cold and dark and hollow
But always blind
But always, always blind