Dont Bother Me With Arithmetic
The lights are down in German
and Germany is closed to m
different somehow this time
The airport's still, cold corridor
ring empty beats through hollow fee
that I find to be mine
Different Germany
History repeats somehow
Different Germany
Afraid to know you now
And past my eyes with leathered gaz
stare clean-cut boys all dressed as me
in sharpened uniform
Who turned the clock? (Moved on or back
and what dark chill is gathering stil
before the storm
Out in the street a tableau double-glaze
with laughing girls whose fastened smile
are clearly not meant for me
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