I notice you see me before I watched you clinging in your window
If I cling to your window, would you let me watch you?
Do you think you’ll ever notice with so much within your fortress?
Getting lonely at work and sick of nobody noticing you
The people your age love fast food and trouble, living against purple trees and near the Atlantic
Don’t get so frantic from being so lonely and far away so distantly
Fassbinder’s has you on Camera two so he’s switching your attitude to 35 millimeter
Making you gentle like the sands of Portugal

The tendons of your right knee is hurting me intensely
And Astro-projection is a spiritual travel to reach me over the dimensions
It’s so hard to sleep when your heart’s sinking in deep
Watching the sheep float by like the betraying lover’s that never say goodbye
There’s something in me, something in me that wants to steal the holiness
from the Vatican standing still swiftly down in Italy
maybe the next Michelangelo  art masterpiece
I notice you see me before I watched you clinging in your window