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
There's an echo coming back
from the walls that you painted
when
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