Lost, Dropped, and Cancelled Lyrics

Expect me like one waits for mail,
All lost dropped and cancelled.
Like foreign post, i leave twice a day
But take a week to get there.

Expect me like one waits for rain,
Or sleet or hail or snowfall.
Like foreign post, i'm lost on the way
And take a week to get there.

I want to be delivered
'til i'm gone gone gone.

The way it's sealed in my heart, i
T's guaranteed that i'm
In your hands

By morning, when you're ready
To read between the lines
And the paper isn't telling you anything.

If you miss me, drop me a line
In care of fin de siecle,
Mit luftwaffe.

It's the end of the end of the end.