You can hypnotize me later

And we'll sail into the heavens

And our love will be the leaven

As we dance among the craters

But if I should leave this state

Well, there's nothing you can do

My dear you cannot soothe

This old heartache

So let's go to Barcelona

We will be noted for our absence

Deep in ocean blues of absinthe

Making love in our coronas

But please know for your own sake

That I can be a moody guy

For years I cannot quiet

This old heartache

- Frank Black