No one ever says we’re going downhill
Until we fall into the dumpster.
That’s the law. We all keep quiet.
Dirty laundry is washed at home
Until one day we run out of soap,
And we’re always late looking for help from outside.
Yesterday I made a brutal mistake
By calling you. Tell me…
What would you know, I wonder, if you sunk me yesterday?
It was just a matter of listening, and you didn’t.
Then I played a song, both happy and sad
When you left, when you left,
To forget.
Sometimes they are misunderstandings,
And I know I’ve let you down in other ways. How could I not!
We’re dwarfs not tall enough for the situation.
Global mistake, we never listen,
And we condemn in total disproportion.
And we’re really good at giving ourselves absolution.
But after one hour, it’s impossible to talk to you.
Don’t act surprised and tell me…
What would you know, I wonder, if you sunk me yesterday?
It was just a matter of listening, and you didn’t.
Then I played a song, both happy and sad
When you left, when you left,
To forget. To forget.
Next to the umbilical cord, they cut off our sensitivity,
And I tell myself, “I hope someday this can change
And I can tell you…”
Thank you for being right there; you saw it yesterday!
It was just a matter of listening, and you did yesterday.
Maybe in the end, friendship is both happy and sad,
Happy and sad, brutal and simple,
To make it true. Make it true.
What would you know, I wonder…
What would you know, what would you know?
What would you know, I wonder…
What would you know, what would you know?