Requiem - We Invented Paris

On a bench with a tree, but alone

Watching birds eating trash out of trash bins

Singing him songs of life

He’d rather die

The sun is almost gone

Don’t want to go home

Home had left with her

He’d rather sleep there

If I only could, I would kiss you alive

If I only could, I would kiss you goodbye

Goodbye

The bottle is empty again

He read the newspaper sixty-three times

He really needs a shower

But he stays there instead

If I only could, I would kiss you alive

If I only could, I would kiss you goodbye

Goodbye

If I only could, I would kiss you alive

If I only could, I would kiss you goodbye

Goodbye

I would kiss you goodbye

Goodbye

I would kiss you goodbye

Goodbye

On a bench with a tree, but alone

Watching birds eating trash out of trash bins

Singing him songs of life