I Will Kill Again - Meursault

And I know that everybody has a story

And I also know too well that the trick is in the telling

And I have tried in spite of all of my misgivings

Not to be seen dragging my heels

And we drove until the road became littered with young bodies

And the tangled wreck of classic American cars

And we stared into that dark, blank night that lay before us

And nothing was said but old folks singing, «You have failed us»

And I remember color, and I remember radiance

And I recall the cruel, slow change that fell upon us

And I remember every silence on that long drive home

You turned and you said, you turned and you said

I will kill again