The Woman Downstairs

I ceremonially undress
For she who in my dreams reveals how she longs and she cares
I take off all my clothes
For the woman downstairs
The faded cotton shirt
The woollen jacket from a time when the Lord still answered my prayers
I let fall my black armour
For the woman downstairs
I get into the bath
Let the water trickle through my mind’s lonely affairs
I give my longing body
To the woman downstairs
I give her my ears and my eyes
I give her my future and my past
They’re both full of questions and lies
But I’ve got a feeling she’ll never ask
Where I’m going
I’m going down
To the woman downstairs
In my dream I lay her on a blanket
Wild berries stain the fragile dress she wears
She can have my soul and keep it
The woman downstairs
I give her my ears and my eyes
I give her my future and my past
They’re both full of questions and lies
But I’ve got a feeling she’ll never ask
Where I’m going
Well, I’m going down
To the woman downstairs
Yeah, I’m going down
To the woman downstairs