Summer Holiday 1999 - Momus

Pine trees in the playgrounds

Around the empty school

A diary full of diagrams

A boy, perhaps a girl

Embarrassing confessions

Of a strange, forbidden love

On the cliffs above the river

He asks himself forever

Is there any reason not to die

If this love I feel must always be denied?

Summer holiday 1999

This rush to live

Summer holiday 1999

This wish to die

This purity, as cold as spring snow

In the wind on the island of Hokkaido

Summer holiday 1999

Summer holiday 1999

Summer holiday 1999

Summer holiday 1999

I long to see your face

From every angle all at once

Just like the faces in a Cubist composition

I remember in a film I saw they scanned somebody’s brain

With a machine that let you feel all his emotion

Well I know that that was only science fiction

But I’m dying to make you feel the way I feel

Summer holiday 1999

Summer holiday 1999

Summer holiday 1999

Summer holiday 1999

Summer holiday 1999

This rush to live

Summer holiday 1999

This wish to die

This purity, as cold as spring snow

In the wind on the island of Hokkaido