I try to breathe, I try to think of you. Don't know if trying will do. The silence a mirror. That breaks the light in two. . The silence a mirror. That breaks the light in two.
I try to breathe, I try to think of you. Don't know if trying will do. The silence a mirror. That breaks the light in two. . The silence a mirror. That breaks the light in two.
I awake and I look down at my sleeping face. From the cold, persuading melodies. Want me to join this unreal dance. An unholy humming that echoes and dies.
Look through anybody's window. See everywhere the same. People suffering from hunger. A narcotizing pain. . Call it justice, call it fair. I just call it a mistake.
And you're sitting in your room. Enjoying entertainment. And you're watching TV. Colors bright and so enchanting. . You couldn't be near her. Wouldn't hear what Annie says.
You see a shocking poster shouting at you. Somewhere from a subway wall. Full of promises and glory. And the cutest headlines that you ever saw. . You have to read and to believe.
Hoping, feeling. I will come back to you. And hold you in my arms. . And I, I know you're wrong. But I can't change a single thing. It's like it's meant to be.
Ist dies noch mein gesicht?. Ich hr' meine stimme nicht. Ich habe angst zu sehen. Dies knnte alles vergehen. . Mein herz, es rast so schnell.. Dieser schmerz so grell.
A million miles from here, I stand alone and shout. Not any thoughts, not any doubts. . I look around and nothing, I can see is true. This is anything but new.
I remember every day, every year that pass the way. All the plans and all mistakes we made. She was unhappy, many wishes unfulfilled. So far I can understand life seems always much too hard to stand.
Silence slowly comes to me. Embraces me so tight to keep me cold. The thought that's drifting through my mind. Struggles to be free and wails alone. .
I lie beside you. It's a love to celebrate. Coming nearer... stay away. You'll need my fist to understand. The wall between us makes me blind. Makes me blind.
grapes of wrath are fruits of passion. fulsome hands don't feel repentance. seek the reason, find an answer. why do only scars remain ... mirror, mirror on the wall.
Und wieder fahr i mit der U-Bahn von der Arbeit z`Haus. Draußen regnet`s, innen stinkt`s und i halt`s fast net aus.. Die Leit, ob`s sitzen oder stehn, alle schaun so traurig drein,.
Und wieder fahr' i mit der U-Bahn. von der Arbeit z'Haus.. Draußen regnets. innen stinkt's. und i halt's fast net aus. . die Leut' ob's sitzen oder steh'n.
Glaub ned. glaub ned. Glaub ned. was in der Zeitung steht. . Die Zeitung liest man jeden Tag. Die Zeitung lügt gedruckt. Und wann man so drüber nachdenkt.
REFRAIN:. WEM HEUT NET SCHLECHT IS DES KANN KA GUATA SEIN. WER NO NET G'SPIEB'N HAT TRINKT NO A GLASERL WEIN. WEU MA ALLE WEANA SAN UND WEU MA SO FÜ SAUFN TAN.
De Vuastöllung is überkommen. . und da Begriff is übernommen. . das Ganze is nur a Klischee. und trotzdem: de Woaheit is so weiß wie Schnee.. . Fürchterlich wia manche sog'n.
I kann's vasteh'n. du wüst mi jetzt a Zeitlang ned seh'n.. Und du fühlst di im Moment ned wohl bei mir - na guat. maschier !. Jo. jo. i waß. des Leb'n mit mir is manchmoi ka Spaß..
1. Am Freitag auf d'Nacht,. montier ich die Schi,. auf mei Autound dann begib i mi. ins Stubaital oder Zell am See. weil duort auf'm Bergham's immer 'an leiwanden Schnee..