Dark Glasses

To wake up in the morning

You find the way to cope

To try to lose the feelin'

Walkin' on the mountain slope

When in the wake of the hikers

The smell of crushed herbs

In a clearing in the forest

Is a tree that looks like her

In a state of panic

In complete distress, oh

All the vegetation

Is a pattern on her dress

An angel descended

And asked me what was wrong

I said not to believe

Anything I said in my song

Don't try to deconstruct me

You'll never find a way

There is no contradiction

In anything I say

A contrapposto marble

At the bottom of the sea

Oh, I'll never be as cool as that

But you're as warm as me

Dark glasses on the beach

Lookin' askance at history

Beneath this calm exterior I'm frantic

The wreck is out of reach

But I see it through my misery

Dancin' in the waves of the Atlantic

Sweet peas on the trellis

A deck chair on the lawn

An ibis flew above me

And I began to yawn

I could read no further

In my acute distress

The Sorrows of Young Werther

Couldn't interest me less

Carrying spring onions

You took me by surprise

I put my hand before my face

To shield my bleary eyes

Dark glasses on the beach

Lookin' askance at history

Beneath this calm exterior I'm frantic

The wreck is out of reach

But I see it through my misery

Dancin' in the waves of the Atlantic

Dark glasses on the beach

Lookin' askance at history

Beneath this calm exterior I'm frantic

The wreck is out of reach

But I see it through my misery

Dancin' in the waves of the Atlantic