You Look Like a Sad Painting on Both Sides of the Sky

Have you seen the disgrace?

The world wears the dawn like a day

Like a painting of a face

Whose features fade away

Puts it's mirrors in the dark

Points at your back and starts to laugh

In the meeting of this mire

I awake as if on fire

No my dawn was not put out

By some mistake was not put out

Unlike the dawn was not put out

Now it will never be put out

There will be music all around

When they put me in the ground

And the drunk whilst laughing, spoke

These words that I have wrote

"You look like a sad painting" he sighed

"On both sides of the sky"

As the room it roamed a throng

And the piano played a song

Outside the world is crucified

You must find something to be sacrificed to

To your love or to your lie