Bill Murray

Same way of losing the quiet horizontality
Surrendered to sleep
Same way of returning to familiar scents
From the shine of the body

Mirror, yawn, a healthy mind in an old body
Mechanical kitchen, drink and food
I repeat, moments of waiting and movement
I watch you and what better than time to stop
To stop with you

Within this wheel that never stops spinning in phase
And this eternal night, triple sentence, that never ends
Within this wheel that never stops spinning in phase
And this eternal night, triple sentence, that never ends

Same greeting, same goodbye
Fortunately the same tired sense of humor
Same exercise same destruction
The same way of resting, stranded on the same mattress

Mirror, yawn, a healthy mind in an old body
Mechanical kitchen, drink and food
I repeat, moments of waiting and movement
I watch you and what better than time to stop
To stop with you

Within this wheel that never stops spinning in phase
And this eternal night, triple sentence, that never ends
Within this wheel that never stops spinning in phase
And this eternal night, triple sentence, that never ends

I know I don't have much more time of wild loop
But let me, as long as I resist, bleed

I know I don't have much more time of wild loop
But let me, as long as I resist, bleed

I know I don't have much more time of wild loop
But let me, as long as I resist, bleed