Trespasses Songtext
von Smallgang

If I had to start again
I′d have to know
The taste of the bitter seeds that
Life can sow

Ten stale kisses for one that's sweet
A hand to lift you after a season on your knees
These totems of wishes know how I want you
Half a dozen and one magpies know my secret

Your lips are moving I don′t want to take
A look at the words they're tracing

Ten stale kisses for one that's sweet
A hand to lift you after a season on your knees
These totems of wishes know how I want you
Half a dozen and one magpies know my secret


He goes there sometimes
Rides the Tube to Brent Cross
Tracks along the north circular
′Til he reaches the traffic island
Sits under the overpass
That arches over like the spine of a long-beached whale

And the sound of the rounds becomes like a river
Rushing drowning the too many thoughts rising in his home

As the evening presses
The tall street lamps seem to detach
As the bulbs illuminate
Only the upper of their trunks
As the darkness encroaches
A hundred floating orbs amass

And he tilts his head and stares at the passing cars
Headlights like sparks spat out of a fire falling onto his face

As he wanders back
He notices a woman ahead of him
He wants to overtake her
So he can turn back to see her face
From behind she reminds him of someone
He had once known but would not see again