I want to go to heaven
so I build myself a
(Eine, zwei, drei, vier)
we find our songs
in fashion magazines
we read
Drueben hinterm Dorfe steht ein Leiermann
und mit starren
I consume the wind that makes you cold
and drink the
no haven will embrace you
no harbour keeps you safe
your comrades
I find myself inside a church deserted by the priests
Twenty years ago I rode
By helicopter to the sky
I laughed
I am the Rhythm and the Noise
The Voices in your
in transit you pass among the strangers of the world
paying
I feel too many affections obstacles
water must be allowed to
You burn the ground to hold your position
You ran away
we are born alone and lonely we remain
when we
