(m - grosskopf, l - kiske)
Thunder, flash and lightning
Is working on my back
The tables in the kitchen
Are tryin' to break my neck
All the late night memories
Are leaning in my shoes
My mother's old grey
Leather gloves are singing loud the blues
I can taste what's in the sun
No time to waste 'cause there is none
When I feel blue I see it shine
But still it's true I'm doin' fine
You can't see me
'cause now I'm all free
Now you know I'm through
An' all that's not new
Sitting on a paperback
'cause I don't know what really cracks
I'm trying to climb my pencil
To get high
No one tells me what to do
'cause no one knows what I've been through
You don't know a thing
But you can learn
It's time to touch the sky
My mind is free I fly
I can taste what's in the sun
No time to waste 'cause there is none
When I feel blue I see it shine
But still it's true I'm doin' fine
You can't see me
'cause now I'm all free
Now you know I'm through
An' all that's not new
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