In a play where the actors die
You told me you were thinking
Of the clothesline in the attic
In a play when the shirts are dry
You showed him the vaccination mark
On your upper arm
I will try to frame your face
I will try to speak your name
Das Madchen im Pelz
The elevator's gone
In a plane where the stewards charm
You told me you were falling
Out of the highest tree in the world
In a plane flying to Helsinki
Somewhere in a forest
A tree is falling down
I will try to frame your face
I will try to speak your name
Das Madchen im Pelz
The elevator's gone
I will try to frame your face
I will try to speak your name
The lady in fur
The elevator's gone
In a play where the actors die
You told me you were thinking
Of a bathroom hung with dripping blouses
| 1 | Nescio |
| 2 | J.O.S. Days |
| 3 | A Touch Of Henry Moore |
| 4 | Empty Room |
| 5 | Woman Cactus |
| 6 | The Lodger |
| 7 | Pillow Talk |
| 8 | Sleep (What Happens To Your Eyes) |
| 9 | Mourir Avant Quinze Ans |
| 10 | Sorrow |