everything you owe ...
i can tell from your eyes
that your searching
is almost done
i can tell from your hands
that your trembling
has just begun
i can tell from your lips
that your kisses
have gone cold
and i can tell from your cheeks
that your heart
has grown old
do not look for love
on the other side
of rage
do not look for salvation
beyond the pain
of age
do not look for passion
when your body
has withered so
do not look for death
until you've paid
for everything you owe
that your searching
is almost done
i can tell from your hands
that your trembling
has just begun
i can tell from your lips
that your kisses
have gone cold
and i can tell from your cheeks
that your heart
has grown old
do not look for love
on the other side
of rage
do not look for salvation
beyond the pain
of age
do not look for passion
when your body
has withered so
do not look for death
until you've paid
for everything you owe
