One dozen white ones   They all go to   I get cold shoulders   And I go to sleep       One would have given the lazy eye   Falling drunken, deaf and blind   Meeting decent people   Run for me and I'm dead again       One dozen white ones   I'm poisoned too late   The ocean calls me   And I go to sleep       After the goldrush everything is great   Nothing …   Meeting decent people   Run for me and I'll whisper in your day       I'm only too glad   You've finally come here   Your eyes blue   And they're bleeding clean       For once in your life you will see the light   And he called a party, but didn't invite me   The candles by the bed are screaming your name   And I am dead again       To dream about this again   Live without this   Once in a blue moon,   I will come here to you       Burning and cool,   You don't know what to do       Falling down       And you give the truth to me   Believing has no decency   Burning the candle, you come down and