An Ideal Ledge

Текст песни Bosse-de-Nage - An Ideal Ledge

An Ideal Ledge LyricsThere is a ledge somewhere set against a deadly precipice
Which Spring's nostalgic winds never reach
It overlooks the confluence every sewer built by man
I stand naked and erect on this rock scarcely wide enough for my bare feet to rest flat
I watch the fluids below roll and fold. All of my lovers past and future present themselves naked in that muck, pulsating like eggs
A thousand epigones below cry:
"Only to live, to live, to live…"