Love is a catastrophe
Look what it's done to me
Brought me down here so low

Stranded, nowhere to go

No concentration just rerunning conversation trying to understand how I fell into this Quicksand

What happens next?
With life I'm unimpressed
Pain like a cutter's knife


Never been lonelier in my life
Who issued the instruction

for this mad act of destruction?
An end to equilibrium


Fate laughs.'
Look what we've done to him!
High wind through the trees

Falling November leaves
A weak sun hanging low
Summer seems so long ago


All my former dreams tender romantic schemes revealed as so naive To think I could believe
In love as the kindest law not as a declaration of war on my life and sanity Now I know at last for me love is a catastrophe