Our Love
Richard Wagner's letters to his
lover Mathilde were a mess
He should have quit before he
had written the address
They made love on the mezzanine
her husband was his friend
Vienna in a fugue-state
working working on a thing
That when he finished it took
almost seven hours to sing
He still found time to write to her
his heart-exploding words
words
Our love surpassed our love so fast
Our love's all wrong our
love goes on and on
Our love became our love by name
when I wrote it to you in a song
Our love goes on and on
Our love our love
Kafka in his letters to his
lover Milena was alive
But he was waiting for a love
that never would arrive
Their rendezvous was singular
her husband was his friend
She is a living fire she is a reason to live
She is killing me burning only for him
I'll spend my whole life loving her
my heart exploding words
Our love surpassed our love so fast
Our love's all wrong our
love goes on and on
Our love became our love by name
when I wrote it to you in a song
Our love goes on and on
Our love our love our love our
love
Our love surpassed our love so fast
Our love's all wrong our
love goes on and on
Our love became our love by name
when I wrote it to you in a song
Our love goes on and on
our love our love
Our love our love our love our love our love