Gregor Samsa - Abutting, Dismantling lyrics

This time I'll be more careful I won't let us grow weary But all the neighbors clearly Care for their own landscape They perfect shapes and states Leaving ours dry and blank What a way to be loved In time I will lose all focus Forgetting the moments that I had once missed I will see the end of all this Then you'll go, I'll stay and wait Wishing you'd not left