you fell right through the roof onto the foot side of my bed
but i never asked you to explain me that.
your heart is like the one of a girl from mars
while outside raging all thoese lovely stars.
with you there’s no sand in these hourglasses
just palpitations splendour and sweet caresses. i like holden caulfield.
you know you can't keep letting it get you down
and you can't keep dragging that dead weight around.
is it really all that much to lug around
better run like hell when you hit the ground.
komm du mit mir noch mal dort hin
komm du mit mir dort hin, komm du mit mir dort hin,
wo pöbelei & poesie sich endlich mal gestehen,
dass sie sich doch verstehen.
dissappear in compleate disarray
reaffirm what our grandfathers say
love the kisses that i'll be sending you
play the rythem that i'm pretending to
take the time to find out why i bowed out why i bowed out.
she says that she feels like she is stuck under september,
and she never saw july, surrounded by stars.
but not one can she cling to, she tries but can't see through,
see through the dawn, now the needle's been hung in the night sky,
and it's piercing the moon & it's bleeding her dry,
and she cries through her veins for the lover who's gone, she says:
"a pocket full of darkness in a room full of light, it don't work like a candle, it just fizzles & dies, you know that he worked the days yeah & i did the nights, and i couldn't get used to him burning so bright..."
meet me in the morning light
we know it won't last forever.
wear it out while it feels right
we know that it's now or never.
meet me in the sky tonight
we could fly away together.
maybe if we try it right
we could make our love forever.
there will come a day when i have to choose my way
bring it up or brake it down, be at a loss or get turned around.
i'll always make mistakes, i'll sometimes loose control
turn my head around ten times, lose my balance and let go.
this is not a good day to call me
because i can not spare some sympathy.
my own feeling is mostly unclear
and when i'm talking to you i'm not here.
i don't think i'll ever be ready for you
but i'll be trying to help you out too.
so i went outside for a walk.
it's a march to extinction with your god in step
it's his name in your mouth, it's his cross on your neck
it's a farm boy sprinting over desert dirt.
and he's panting the 'our father' in staccato spurts
now that's his automatic rifle and it tells no lies.
that's his truth in your stomach, it's no alibi
but the trouble lies on the other side. another bag of bones.
we are here, we can love
we share something.
i'm sure, that you mean the world to me
shame has a hope that has kept us frozen
you open my eyes to a world, i could believe.
never let a woman go even when you know
she can always be replaced, she can always be replaced.
oh lust only grows like anger and revenge
oh beauty comes and goes
but love stays until the end. love lust.