Poetics Of Refusal Songtext
von Two Timer

Poetics of refusal
Slowly knocking on my brain
When the poet raises his pen and one word leads to another
There′s no place to complain

Oh, dear smoke
How do you do?
Sometimes, I get lucky
I have power over you


And if God asks you
How was it in Heaven?
What will you say?
Try not to talk about the obvious things, and you will see
How fast it's all melting away

Oh, dear faith
It depends on you
I was not so lucky, I have
No idea what to do

Oh, dear smoke
How do you do?
Sometimes, I get lucky, I have
No idea what to do
No idea what to do
No idea what to do