Tekst :

When I first came to this island
that I called by own name
I was happy in this fortress,
in my exile I remained
But the hours grew so empty
and the ocean sent her waves
In the figure of a woman
and she pulled me out to sea

Chorus
When you come down to take me home
send my soul away
When you come round you’ll make me whole
send my soul away

On the altar of a sunrise
was a wedding in the waves
And inside her shown a young light
from her labor I was saved
Though I’ve traveled long in darkness
in her harvest I’m embraced

Chorus
When you come down to take me home
send my soul away
When you come round you’ll make me whole
send my soul away

Now the spires and the gables
grow in orchards to the sky
And the blessings on my table
multiply and divide

Chorus
When you come down to take me home
send my soul away
Yeah when you come round you’ll make me whole
send my soul away
Yeah when you come down to take me home
when you come round you’ll make me whole
Yeah when you come round to take me home
Send my soul away
send my soul away
Send my soul away
send my soul away

You are spending your time
Trying to keep me sterilized
Somehow my needs
Are your consideration
Hanging from your wrist
Dangling on the edge

What is the meaning of life
If my dopey style is called yesterday?
I will meet you with my answers
Forget your styling
Me and my girl...

In our headlights
Staring, bleak
Beer cans
Deer s eyes

On the asphalt
Underneath
Our crushed plans
And my lies

Lonely street signs
Power lines
They keep on flashing
Flashing by

And we keep driving into the night
It s a late goodbye
Such a late goodbye

And we keep driving into the night
It s a late goodbye

Your breath
Hot upon my cheek
And we crossed
That line

You...

Well it s a different man in your face
And so out of place
That you can see anything there that you wish
Kiss my bliss
It s like I m a welcoming freakshow doormat
Held in awe while growing fat in the head
This is where we all should see red
A big fat wet slab...

Lost Madonna of the Wasps, I wonder where we crossed
I wonder why she lost me-
Lost Madonna of the Wasps, she s lying in the frost
I wonder what she cost me-
CHORUS
Is this love?
Gone Madonna of the swans, she waves...

Już pora wstać
by ruszyć z domu
przyjaciela spotkać znów
miły puchaty okrągły bo to mój
jest Kubuś Puchatek Kubuś
wśród roju pszczół
jak to niedźwiadków ród
Kubuś włazi bez trudu
ramboli bamboli
na dom łasowac miód
zabawa-stały gość
a przygód nigdy dość
to jest raz na jakiś czas
a gdy jesteś sam w domu wśród czterech ścian
gdy coś ci doskwiera
to masz przyjaciela...