Everything She Wrote - Songtext
von William Bishop

Now he loved her so patiently
She taught him all that she knew
She was emaciated on his skin
His fingers drawn down to the bone
A prayer for security A prayer for lock and key
A mechanism straight and true
Her kisses lawyers writing lines for them
And Everything they owned


In the morning every sweetness was now secluded in a draw
In the evening her breath carried words between fingertips
And in the evening a sharp and bitter taste
If you should want for riches who should care for being poor

She drank tilting herself from her iron hands
She drank every moment until there was no more