Guillermo Veloso - My Most Excellent Complaint lyrics

Our love has no dignity Love apportioned in grains Like sand through an impossible hourgla** Minutes strangled in their crib before they are Even born Stillborn and blue in the apothecary's jar Who can remember the graffiti We left on the clouds Carved with our pa**ion Who can see the we That we were When we were we And life seemed an unending canvas Ripe for the brush and sunlit paints Now unfinished with only the patina Of the dying oil lamp That is our cage