Oh, what a joyful feeling

Celebrate it now;

Make those happy moments last a day

Or life!

Toothless – picking one by one;

Comparing – all the hair is gone

My shoulders drapped in the windless heat;

Yet I'm still here

Still here

Still here....

All the Sunday girls are dancing with the perfumed boys

Why can't enjoy – my head is full of noise?

Gravity terminates

We wil disperse into infinity

All the fingers – trying to grasp some air

All the minglers – searching for a laugh to share

My eyes are bleached -

Where's my lump of amber?

Are you still here?

Still here?

Still here?

All the Sunday girls are dancing with the perfumed boys

Why can't enjoy – my head is full of noise?

Gravity terminates

We wil disperse into infinity