We can talk about our precious time
We can buy another nice disguise
We’re living on a slanting floor
A waterfall behind the door
Put a brake on every smile
Things to block and knots to tie
Set devices not to let everything smash against the wall

Wew can try to decorate our rooms
We can try to send away this gloom
We’re living on a slanting floor
Close the door to stanch the flood
All the injuries we caused
They won’t stop their bleeding course
And the corners will be filled with newspaper to fill the holes
Filled with caresses we give no more

Need spaces
Empty spaces
Spaces with nothing around for miles
Clouds in the distance in an empty scenery
And need some places with no faces
Mountains to climb in a windy night
When night is falling all over the houses we call
Slanting floor

Everytime you look at me that way
I will ask you: “where d’you want to stay?”
Hanging from a parachute
Eating from my poor menu
Living on a slanting floor
A waterfall behind the door
If you don’t dislike just
Let everything smash against the wall