Oh Heisenberg!

on Postcard #5 - Berlin - Songs for the Sleepless



She's a very broken camera, her lens is out
of focus - is this too close? was that too
far? Everything is blurry, patterns merge
together, you can't see the lines, only
vaguely tell black from white, darkness
from light

He's a very broken bicycle, his chain is
turned and twisted, wheels crooked and
creaky, the brakes of no use. You should
wear a helmet or you will risk an accident
Don't go too fast, don't go too far off the
beaten path

And I am a Heisenberg particle, once
you've found out where i am you won't
know where I'm going. Being an electron
orbiting 'round you don't blame me for
being so negative...

He's a bulky piece of furniture, won't fit
in the corner or next to the window or
behind the door. Anywhere you put him
he remains an obstacle, blocking the way
or just taking up too much space but too
good to be thrown away

And so we all are flawed and worn out
and frail and some keep trying to hide it,
but alas, to no avail. We could quit the
masquerade, could reveal it openly: Tell
me your secret and I will tell you mine if
you can't read between the lines:

That you are my Heisenberg particle,
once I've found out where you are I don't
know where you're going. Leaving me
here in uncertainty - What can I do but
observe and wait and see
If you'll orbit back to me
If you'll orbit back to me