The Feeling Of Sunday Is The Same

Everything Tender And Melancholy - As Life Is Sometimes, Just For One Moment.

If She Says Goodbye Perhaps Adieu. Adieu - Like Those Old Time Songs She Sang. Always Adieu (and All Songs Say It). If She Too Says It, Or Weeps, I'll Take Her In My Arms, My Lunatic. She's Mad But Mine, Mine. What Will I Care For Gods Or Devils Or For Fate Itself. If She Smiles Or Weeps Or Both. For Me.

Cold - Cold As Truth, Cold As Life. No, Nothing Can Be As Cold As Life.

Quite Like Old Times,' The Room Says.

If All Good, Respectable People Had One Face, I'd Spit In It.