​the best of all possible worlds

I didn’t even know your name
When I heard that you had died
I guess that now I’m out of time
And out of culture
I hope your robberies went well
I read about them in the times
Ten seconds on the nightly news
They’ll never understand you
So step in front of armored cars
Spend your evenings at the barn
Wave at the governor if you see him jogging on the sidewalk
Run from women dressed in red
You’ll never have to leave your bed
And venture out into the best of all possible worlds
Turn left on Catherine instead
And you’ll see me up ahead
Staring down into the pit of all possible worlds

You shouldn’t need to
Tie up all new bows
When there’s hundreds back at home

On the screen, you are standing all alone
You don’t have to be alone

When I see you
I’ll tell you what you know
You don’t have to be alone

(For Ulrike Meinhof)