Flowers Of The Gone Testo

Stepped out the door No shadow of a tree Thousand streets along Away to be free No trace where she's gone No trace why she's gone Got on some bus Got on some train Round thousand corners Stripped of the chain No trace ... Lost on the table Your dusty hat Closed by lonely A mouldy piece of bread No trace ... Wherever somebody Stays alone behind Alone with himself The trifles around Don't comfort him Scornfully strike his eyes They say - you are a looser They say - you may be strong But you're not the chooser Some things you've got wrong The flowers of the gone At morning after nightfight With bourbon and love Your head was dancing No grace from above No trace ... Only sweet cold sweat At the place beside him Deep in the pillow Was no one day to win No trace ... Lipstick on the mirror Just one kiss A. Love without a name Not even for a day No trace ... He came from the bar Very late, very tight One window was broken Feathers in the night No trace ... Honey, jam and laundry Mixed on the floor Sawed to pieces The whole furniture No trace ... Truly a little late His countenance changed Really very dreary The whole house rearranged No trace ...