Rolf Dieter Brinkmann - Always More Words lyrics

Always more words growing over- night into the blackness whose ocean rolls between us in which we won't let go of the dreadful effort to love if I was a sailor or a dog with an anchor tattooed on my forehead, I would sail far out to sea searching for your mouth then the language must be light as d**h and just as fast: there is so much which I can not say.