Song # 53 of 'A Song for Everyday of the Year' magnum opus.
Cure your loneliness with an innocent and silent sigh
In return for this all you wanted was the slightest smile
But afterwards
an afterthought
leaves an aftertaste
in your heart
Oh no, now the tears will come
And surely the tears will come with regret
Oh, why’d you do it again?
Weren’t you tired, tired of
another night’s accident?
Aren’t you tired, tired at all?
Soothe a broken heart with a lullaby of self-denial
and shed a single tear for the memories that you can’t reveal
A tender kiss,
a vacant smile,
and a fragile breath
makes you feel, feel
that innocence
is just an indifference to the truth
Oh, why’d you do it again?
Were you tired, tired of
a lonely night’s evidence?
Aren’t you tired, tired?
Oh, why’d you do it again?
Weren’t you tired? Or were you tired of
a momentary defence?
Aren’t you tired? Well, aren’t you tired of love?
Aren’t you tired at all?
Aren’t you tired at all?