Head high and barefoot
lips whistling
When the wind howls while you walk outside
you walk with howling winds
behind the house a dark river
runs right into the stairwell
takes a boat behind the ford
amid the bending alders

Togetherness is easily forgotten
you see further narrowly
your fingernails digging toward yourself,
into the boat, when you're left alone
the force only gets stronger
you still have time to think whether to jump, jump

I get caught, I get caught, I get caught
in minutiae
a smile, a smile, a smile
is a lack of laughter
trying, trying, trying
is the failed attempt
wait, wait, wait
until everybody's gone away

The years spent in the toilet
now lined up, now formalized
you always have time to return
make up your mind and leave

it's tight, it's not getting better
with narrowing circumstances
a clogged head and drunk feet
arrive home with serious thoughts

better late than tomorrow
either whenever or whoever or nothing
better wrong and little
at least you yourself saw
who did himself did
you can't jump jump on anybody

I get caught, I get caught, I get caught
in minutiae
a smile, a smile, a smile
is a lack of laughter
trying, trying, trying
is the failed attempt
wait, wait, wait
until everybody's gone away

The years spent in the toilet
now lined up, now formalized
you always have time to return
make up your mind and leave