and everything could be much clearer
and everything can be so
Twenty past nine, desires awaken
atracted by the light of your
[Instrumental]
away from this planet
onwards to a second earth
the destination of
[Lyrics: Stefan]
in the field of my soul
i lay down and
winter falls and out of fuel we hide inside our
You take it slow
maybe you've got it all under controll
just
I can be wrong, I can be wrong but something
Common baby touch the screen
come through the screen of my
get in your fighter pilot
and drop those bombs off
make your
[Instrumental]
I've got a pocketbook for the beats in my mind
I've
This is it
the last stroke ended up in dust
fear for
[Lyrics: Stefan]
my unbalanced soul is unleashed
pliable desires become real
in
poetry in her window pane
see our faces in the moonless
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