Spanish Gold, 2044 Songtext
von Swan Lake

Oh, we are nothing but what our words leave behind
Oh, what the rain in for the sun
Sad palomeros, hummingbird on a wire
Eyeing the cloth of the sun
Yes, we are nothing but what our words leave behind
Just collect your poetries and incantations
In a bowl full of limes
I haven′t read them, I will not read them
For they dwell too much on signs
Thus, the desert deserts the earth

I left this bowl by the nightstand
And Julia was a thousand miles ago
Where you gonna run when the clouds break?
And the sun peeks his eye with attitude awry
And you're set upon and lost, lost
Feeling that the pain of ages rocks
Feeling that the pain of ages rocks, rocks
Feeling that the pain of ages rocks


Hex signifiers, iambic petrifiers
Enrolling shit that we have left behind
On the prone and white pages, rocking the pain of ages
Looking at your graceless depictions of light
Oh, when there′s nothing left to read
There shall be nothing left to write
And yes, when I head on board and off

I left this bowl by the nightstand
And Julia, you were a thousand miles ago
When you set adrops
Are you feeling that the pain of ages rocks?
Feeling that the pain of ages rocks, rocks
Feeling that the pain of ages rocks

La, da, da, dum
Ya, da, da, da, dum, do, da
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, the rain's got you, oh
Oh, the rain's got you, oh
Oh, the rain′s got you, oh
Oh, the rain′s got you, oh
Oh, the rain's got you, oh