22 - Monkey Swallows The Universe

For the day I’m not here, when I’m gone and I’m sorry

If I don’t have time, you know what I mean

When I’m far, not far from here, when I’ve signed for another year

I’ll be so… you know

When the white old moon’s in the dead old sky

And you’re looking on from the window of your own room

It is such bad luck that you will not recover

Do you believe that?

Wake up, light.

This place is my right

Night, city light, I can see to the field

And I’ll go there someday

I’ll look back and I’ll see my window

When the white old moon’s in the dead old sky

And you’re looking on from the window of your own room

It is such bad luck that you will not recover

Do you believe that?

You shouldn’t believe that a crack in the pavement

Is to break, not be broken

The cracks are in your mind — it’s full of holes

And you shouldn’t have believed that after all this time