I have three plants in my room
A TV, which is always off
Nevertheless, never read ordered books
Everything is full of dust
So many pictures on the wall
Of a bright time
But the light is off
It's the screen that shines
As long as the ashtray is full
It will continue to rain
Maybe it will stop soon
And the sun will shine again
So that I can hear the vacuum cleaner again
Heavy rain and the lights become all blurred
A train drives in and out again
People walking busy across the street
I see an imprint of a pigeon which flew against a window
Indifference is different
Indifference is different
A new day is coming
Held together by pictures and books
Like the vacuum cleaner bag
The garbage is too full
I will empty it as soon as the rain stops
As in the bright times
Under the dust on the walls
