Songteksten : Nightporter : Erased : The heel : Life runs out like sand : Moon : The silence : Bloder Tango : Du wirst mir fehlen : An invitation to Sin : Moon of Alabama. |
The silence. © Petra de Winter and Wim Oudijk I seek the silence I wander in the dark I wait and I wait but nothing appears Having the right age to know what's going on counting my blessings can't see any sparkle I can smell uglyness my brain is too bright for you I wade through the mud of your cheap empty lives you call me weak but your faces are scorched so no-one can blame me for losing myself I leave the uproar this slippery slope your glances are flat you can't hear my voice Having the right age midthirties, male I meet the statistics which means I am normal I couldn't find it, I lost the connection I wouldn't be part of the uniformity so I'll let you march all around your market because you're not gifted and you won't be damned Take the drinks I bought for you don't seek words that you won't find and the groceries in the hall you may eat them if you like |
