When you were born
When you understood nothing
When you first crossed the road
You were happy
Now, you've known the phone
And you say: I need anybody
After all
You're only a little part of the whole
You saw her
Who thinks too much of herself
And you know she wouldn't bear a baby
At the expense of her figure
When the smile turned
Rings of pain are cracked
My song is a rough howling
Dead things slowly disappear
I make the future
Forgetting the fashion
And hunting for noises
My favourite fears
My favourite pains
My favourite songs
All for you
My favourite face
My favourite picture
I show you them
In all of my songs