Dienstag, 29. September 2009
If there's a rocket tie me to it
A fire a fire, you can only take what you can carry
A pulse your pulse, it's the only thing I can remember
I break you don't, I was always set to self-destruct though
The fire the fire, it cracks and barks like primal music


[Die [Jahres-]Zeiten ändern sich.]


[Mir wär ja mitm Flugzeug lieber. Aber auch teurer.]















I said I knew the beat 'cause it matched your own beat
It's become my engine my own source of heat
The sea between us only amplifies the sound waves
Every hum and echo and crash paints my cave

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Sonst gut.

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