I saw papers falling
Like stray bullets
So many anonymous letters
That no one talks about anymore
I saw some angel dust
Who came to hide
Behind the white line
Where your name is written down
I am just a window
At the foot of your house
It's not everyday fun
Especially at the end of the month
An autumn leaf
Will come and settle here someday
But no one cares about that
The mailman came over
I found entire pages
Words people don't read
Beautiful prisoners
That a key will deliver
Maybe I am
Your letterbox
But you don't know it
Because a letterbox
Can't speak
I saw funny magazines
Forbidden journals
Reports, fanzines
Very weird
I was acknowledged of receipt
At the address indicated
By a stamp
Refrain x3
Because a letterbox
Can't speak