The singer steps forward   He's not a tour-sung hero   He's not the embodiment of a soul brother   The unassuming troubadour   Sings to himself softly   And not a word escapes his lips   They don't even try.   His words would rather stay with him   As long as possible   But his melody is for me and for you.      I prefer to be alone when you're not around   Sometimes when I speak, I can't stand the sound   Of the voice. This great big destructive machine    That takes too much time to say what it means.   They tell me that my father is sick once again   With the plague that has decimated many old men   I settle once more into the long sad dread   That reminds me that all loved ones soon will be dead.   This is why I spend so much time making love to you   In your arms I was searching for things that were true   This is why I spend so much time making love to you   In your arms I was searching for things that were true      It's a memory of mine that I'm watching for a moment   I'm distracted just a bit by something less important   I'm here for the part of the day that I crave   I have caffeine in my system makes me feel brave   The chill in the air is exactly what I want   And with the sun on my face   And my eyes tightly shut   It's important for me to remember these things   It's important for me to remember these things   I'm pretending we're in Prague picking sodas by the square   And the clock brought the masses to the ceremony there   Every hour little puppet spun around the clock face   Each figure represents one of the human race   And somehow we were always on time for the show   We'd arrive to the chaos of the people right below   Those large chiming bells that had a song to sing   It's important for me to remember these things      Absinthe and sex; black garters; cheap wine   A hotel in Prague; a moment in time   We were hungry and scary and so much in love   We laugh with each other as we push and we shove   Absinthe and sex; black garters; cheap wine   A hotel in Prague; a moment in time   We were hungry and scary and so much in love   We laugh with each other as we push and we shove      And the singer keeps singing   And the singer keeps singing   And the singer keeps singing   Keep singing singer…      That was the first time I really caught your eye   In the small italian shop with the coffee that you liked   And when our eyes met I couldn't look away   My mouth opened to speak but there wasn't much to say   I was froze, transfixed, by the way that you looked   How you grabbed me and pulled me into a small nook   Where we kissed like we had never tasted lips before   And I still wanted more… I still want more   I'm frightened of what these words might bring   But it's important for me to remember these things   I'm frightened of what these words might bring   But it's important for me to remember these things      You're too far away for this to make sense   I feel in my heart every mile of distance   I don't want him to stop because I know what that means   The song will be over and so will you and me   The song will be over and so will you and me   The song…