Woorden: Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. Wonderful Life.

Come in, babe
Across these purple fields
The sun has sunk behind you
Across these purple fields
That idiot-boy in the corner
Is speaking deviated truths
Come on, admit it, babe
It?s a wonderful life
If you can find it
If you can find it
If you can find it
It?s a wonderful life that you bring
Ooh it?s a wonderful thing

Speak our secret into your hands
And hold it in between
Plunge your hands into the water
And drown it in the sea
There will be nothing between us, baby
But the air that we breathe
Don?t cry
It?s a wonderful, wonderful life
If you can find it
If you can find it
If you can find it
It?s a wonderful life that you bring
It?s a wonderful, wonderful thing

We can build our dungeons in the air
And sit and cry the blues
We can stomp across this world
With nails hammered through our shoes
We can join that troubled chorus
Who criticise and accuse
It don?t matter much
We got nothing much to lose
But this wonderful life
If you can find it
And when you find it
And when you find it
It?s a wonderful life that you bring
It?s a wonderful, wonderful, wonderful thing

Sometimes our secrets are all we?ve got
With our lives we must defend
Sometimes the air between us, babe
Is unbearably thin
Sometimes it?s wise to lay down your gloves
And just give in
Come in, come in
Come in, come in
To this wonderful life
If you can find it
And if you find it
It?s a wonderful life that you bring
It?s a wonderful, wonderful thing
It?s a wonderful life
It?s a wonderful life