I'm Afraid To Live Any Place But

Please Make Me Empty, If I'm Empty Then I Can Receive, If I Can Receive It Means It Comes From Somewhere Outside Of Me, If It Comes From Outside Of Me I'm Not Alone! I Cannot Bear This Loneliness. Above All It Is Loneliness.

When You've Fallen On The Highway / And You're Lying In The Rain, / And They Ask You How You're Doing / Of Course You'll Say You Can't Complain.

And I Had Not Much Of A Voice. I Didn't Play That Great Guitar Either.

A Community Is An Alibi For The Failure Of Individual Love.

And This Is Our Time-keeper, With A Passion For Percussion