Uninhabited

I turn out

stray through the house

go to the fridge

open it

it's cold and empty

I move in hopeless space

I commune with myself

hardly hear me

I'm my radio

switch me off

I'd like to understand me

but I don't know how it works

the layout is gone

oh, it drops into my heart

my head is unfurnished and empty

oh, no flowers in the window

the television without sound and vision

I feel uninhabited

in the mirror just a face

I take me to task

don't answer

speechless interview

the void is in the detail

vacancies inside of me

and me as well

oh, it drops into my heart

my head is unfurnished and empty

oh, no flowers in the window

the television without sound and vision

I feel uninhabited

evicted reasons

cancelled prematurely

no soul inside of four walls

hundred years of loneliness

everything silent, unmoved cells

and there's no weather any more

the street has got no voice

without cars, no traffic

oh, it drops into my heart

my head is unfurnished and empty

oh, no flowers in the window

the television without sound and vision

I feel uninhabited