Love is a catastrophe
look what it’s done to me
brought me down here so low
stranded, nowhere to go
No concentration
just rerunning conversation
trying to understand
how i fell into this quicksand
What happens next?
with life i’m unimpressed
pain like a cutter’s knife
never been lonelier in my life
Who issued the instruction
for this mad act of destruction?
an end to equilibrium
fate laughs:
look what we’ve done to him!
High wind through the trees
falling november leaves
a weak sun hanging low
summer seems so long ago
All my former dreams
tender romantic schemes
revealed as so naive
to think i could believe
In love as the kindest law
not as a declaration of war
on my life and sanity
now i know at last for me
love is a catastrophe