First as Tragedy, Second as Farce Songtext

von Prawn

I'm aimless amongst connoisseurs.
I'm a stranger to these troubles - Why can't I pick you up?
You're sheer like the cliffs that you jump off from, I watch you closer than a seabird.
You picked me up again from the bottom of my bay.

My sun soaked skin,
It's a subtle feeling to find yourself in the place we've all been missing.
I missed you more when we were alone.
I miss the breakers breaking everything I've known.
I missed you more when we were alone.
I miss the breakers breaking the skin right off my bones.
You've held on.
I've been around you've been remiss end your own gains in lieu of this.
You've held on.
It's in the past I can't remember because it reminds me we're an act -we're a farce.
It's better that we don't.
If the God's are fair then I am fucked.
I am my father's son