Look at the birds, they're flying
up there in the frozen sky
they're like our words, just trying
to answer every pointless why
there's no reason, to these seasons
there's no reason since she's gone
there's no reason, to these seasons
there's no reason since she's gone
since she's gone
Look at the world, just turning
aimlessly through senseless time
and at our passion, burning
beyond reason, beyond rhyme
refr.
1988. (Mieke) Door Ludo Mariman and the Exceptions opgenomen voor hun mini-CD Back to back. (Kafka Records)
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