For this failure and for no other fault
For this failure and for no other fault
Baptise me, please
There is nothing to be done
Among these Giacometti trees
For want of a rope
To live without hope
But desire, desire, desire
For this failure and for no other fault
For this failure and for no other fault
Baptise me, please
There is nothing to be done
Among these Giacometti trees
For want of a rope
To live without hope
But desire, desire, desire
We certainly
Will not be
Sixth amongst
That company
The long way
We shall go
Down into
The world below
For this failure and for no other fault
For this failure and for no other fault
Baptise me, please
There is nothing to be done
Among these Giacometti trees
For want of a rope
To live without hope
But desire, desire, desire