I don´t like music
Why can´t I care?
I lost the gold on my wrist
Should send for it
But it´s gone, don´t know where

In the 5th corner I see you
Juggling with all your precious truths
I´m hollow and blood thick
Hush so you don´t leave a nick on your lips

No heaven hideout
No drop of grace, left inside of me
I´ll drink eat and die then
Lest I meet poise, in all the noise
I remember the smoke, the late sun
I can tolerate, and all at once
I hear them, the old songs
A precious smell, fading out
Then it´s gone

I don´t like music
Why can´t I care?

I lost the gold on my wrist
Should send for it
But it´s gone, don´t know where