Who sees the interiors like young Willem once did. Your beautiful triangle of distortion. Now you seem to forget it so much. Who sees the interiors like young Willem once did. Say you can remember say where is the tomorrow. Say where you are coming from. Say what you have left us. Are we too tired to try and understand. That nothing is nothing on that we depend. Take my hand together and we will cry. It really makes no difference. To what you see inside to what you see inside. Who sees the interiors like young Willem once did. A beautiful landscape of your nation. Another era is not forthcoming. Who sees the interiors. Like young Willem once did. Say you can remember say where is the tomorrow. Say where you are coming from say what you have. Are we too tired to try and understand. That nothing is nothing on that we depend. Take my hand together and we will cry. It really makes no difference to what you see inside.