Bowerbird - Beatenberg

If you want I can show you what love is

If you want I can show you it all

If you want I can show you the surface

Like you’ve never ever seen it before

Please excuse all the dust from the renovations

And the garden’s overgrown

But if you use your imagination

You can see that it’s a real home

In the sun on the bed where I’ve been lyin'

I’ve been thinkin' of you all this time

And the clock and the wind so warmly sighing

If you want I can show you what love is

Spread it out on the forest floor

If you want I can show you the surface

Like you’ve never ever seen it before

In a city where the rubbish heap is growing

As it must be doing as we speak

On a street where the traffic’s overflowing

And their knees all getting weak

Are you ever gonna be grown up and knowing?

Are you ever gonna reach your peak?

Are you ever gonna reap what you’ve been sowing?

Shot like silk, a glass of milk

At night, I spill my soul

Across my window sill

The will to bring the language

And sing the anguish

You’re dreamin'

You’re dreamin'

You move on but the feeling lingers

Full force of the argument

And the roots of the old syringa

Pushin' up through the new cement

Caught up in a slender novel

The idea won’t let you go

In the blue of the water bottle

I know