Come, have a drink with me –
Care can swallow love,
And tasks devour time
Enough of cups of tea!
Your eyes, ever more sublime,
Dancing bright above
A brown and friendly beer
Will soon meet mine, my dear
Intoxicatingly.
All that live are lamed in soul
So I’m no freak but one of many
Stumbling, half out of control...
The tears I’d gladly pay
To hear you play once more!
- I shed them anyway...