The Night Owl - Nits

We walk where the road is curling up

Like smoke above our heads

Here we stand with our backs

Against the wall of the house

Where the man once wrote 'Suzanne'

With my friend from Finland

I went down

From Athens in the night

In a boat, two pilgrims on a bench

To the island where the donkey

Is never shot

It breaks my heart

The night-owl sings

It breaks my heart

Oohooo, my heart

In the room the bird is on a wire

When we look outside

It’s gone

It flies through the trees

With pomegranates

And it falls down

Like the moon

Into the sea

It breaks my heart

The night-owl sings

It breaks my heart

Oohooo, my heart

Where I go