A Song For Lyrics - Singles - Cadaverous Condition

look at the cat, it flies above my head 

how will you live, how will you like it 

look at the cat, it flies above your head 

I can seldom be with you, I'm in doubt 

sorry I can't promise you a world without fools 

and please beware of all the lies 

oh I'm sorry child that love is not luck 

pain in severance and pleasure in sighs 

city lights are wonderful, so is the wood in spring 

of home you think when you're away, there's woe 

in everything 

and I tell you it is beautiful now to be alone 

but only in the knowledge to have someone later on 

and the real nightmares are the dreams of joy and of wealth 

for then you'll wake in belief of all these dreamed things 

you don't have 

it seems that we gained a bit of immortality 

I will always have with you this piece of eternity 

look at the child it has your face and mine 

look now it smiles, somewhere in time