Kurt J. Moser Under A Permeable Tent
Tired again before midnight
The bar spits me out with dislike
My shadow is tearing me homewards
Guided by some neon-light
Under a permeable tent
Sober again before day-break
I wait for the clock to ring
Today I'll meet no-one who knows me
It is not safe where I am in
Under a permeable tent
Listening to that old "police" song
It seems that we are not all alone
If you want to you can be the needle
And I can be the yarn
Under a permeable tent
I hope that you will be my friend
