The musician looks at Bunny with an
expression of concern or sympathy or something.
"What are you doing here, man?" he asks.
"I'm just trying to put things right, you know," says Bunny.
"Uh-huh, I hear you," says the musician. "We've got to love one another or die, brother."
"Yeah, I heard that," says Bunny, and again a swell of regret blooms within him and he puts his hand up to his heart.
"It's super-glue, baby," says the musician, and blows softly into his saxophone. "It keeps the heart of the world pumping."
Nick Cave, The Death of Bunny Munro
"What are you doing here, man?" he asks.
"I'm just trying to put things right, you know," says Bunny.
"Uh-huh, I hear you," says the musician. "We've got to love one another or die, brother."
"Yeah, I heard that," says Bunny, and again a swell of regret blooms within him and he puts his hand up to his heart.
"It's super-glue, baby," says the musician, and blows softly into his saxophone. "It keeps the heart of the world pumping."
Nick Cave, The Death of Bunny Munro