Hello, hello,
it’s me, it’s me,
I’m broken, broken,
beyond relief,
beyond anything you could,
believe.
I’ve travelled, travelled,
so, so far,
to be here, here,
where you all are,
and so, so, round I’ll go,
following dreams that go nowhere.
Except the same, place, always,
a feint dark, disgrace,
taints me all my days, days,
and all that the ways of life,
have taught me is
live, live, shortly and slowly,
it might help to stem the pain, pain.
Slow, slow, mind how you go
down that rabbit hole,
mind how you go down that rabbit, hole.
Toiled and broken,
plundered and turned in,
over and in,
round it begins,
around the world for to sing, sing,
of all the ways of my sins, sins.