| Standing so tall / | |
| The ground behind | |
| No trespassers / | |
| On every floor | |
| A garden swing / | |
| And another door | |
| She makes it clear / | |
| That everything is hers | |
| A place of abode | |
| Not far from here | |
| Ms. Van de | |
| Veer All that belongs to / | |
| No-one sees | |
| Curtains that waver / | |
| When evening falls | |
| Inclosed by fences / | |
| Smothered by wood | |
| Who stands behind / | |
| The shadows of the trees | |
| A place of abode | |
| Not far from here | |
| Ms. Van de | |
| Veer Standing so tall / | |
| But no-one sees | |
| No trespassers / | |
| Whan evening falls | |
| A garden swing / | |
| Smothered by wood | |
| She makes it clear / | |
| The shadows of the trees |