I'm glaring wildly at traces of love
Staring blankly at signs from above
Breathe under the sun, living without kin or kith
We are all looking for someone to be at ease with

And wined and dined, a trollop at nine
Believe it or not, she’s doing fine
Often, everything that we know turns out a myth
We are all looking for someone to be at ease with

Ease, to be at ease
To be at ease
To be at ease

A drop of luck, a pinch of fate
Lift your heart, it’s never too late
Sow your blood, reap your flesh, hold steady your scythe
We are all looking for someone to be at ease
And we are all looking for someone to be at peace