the coffee is cold
i've been waiting for days
the sun is starting to rise
over père-lachaise
cigarette's burning
it's half-past four
you haunt in my house
and i can't sleep anymore

take a glance around
that's me in the walls
that's me in the air
of café de flor
you don't notice at all...

"do you remember the day
when we stood in the hall
and the words were all dead"
"...i can faintly recall..."
all the people are smart
so i long for the dead
the sun is starting to rise
over père-lachaise