The Last Time

The Last Time

So afraid,
eyes wide open waiting for sleep
to come.
To grow up,
doesn’t agree. Settles for escape,
getting drunk again, hey hey.
Take me with you,
two can also fit under the train.
Hands off the steering wheel.

And here we go.
Making love on the way
for the last time.
And here we go.
Adjacent slots in heaven.

So sad.
Trashes the place, starts to tremble,

to fall apart.
Can’t be saved.
Moments when the mind crashing down
could have been calmed down
are already past.
Take me with you,
two can also fit under the train.
Hands off the steering wheel.

And here we go.
Making love on the way
for the last time.
And here we go.
Adjacent slots in heaven.

In your arms I dare to confess
that neither am I ready to face this world.
Half of me is elsewhere.

Let’s go.
Let’s make love on the way.
[Here riding shotgun]
Let’s go.
Adjacent slots in heaven.
[Never more nocturnal fits]

Let’s go, let’s make love on the way.
[Two of us is already elsewhere]
Let’s go, adjacent slots in heaven.
[Lover on lover’s skin]