by Wolfsheim
How long have you been free
in this world of hate and greed?
Is it black or is it white?
Let´s find another compromise.
And our future standing still,
we´re dancing in the Spotlight.
where is the leader who leads me?
I´am still waiting.
Leaving home
and good is on your side,
dividing sparrows from the nightingales.
Watching all the time,
dividing water from the burning fire.
Leave a light on in the night for me
that I can find you - remember when
we both where young and
reckless and so curious.
Now you´re hiding from your child
a one day´s drawing...
Remember that you felt alive -somtimes
And god is on your side,
dividing cruelty from tenderness.
Watching all the time
dividing fiction from reality.
Move in circles walk the line
no human being in sight.
Calm the wind and calm the seas,
lets´s try another kind of peace.
Who fights this holy civil war?
A million men in uniform.
Wo ist der Führer der mich führt
Ich warte immer noch...
Leaving home,
and god is on your side
dividing presence from the history.
Watching all the time
dividing deaf men from the listening ones.
Leave a light on......
And god is on your side
dividing soldiers from the fishermen
watching all the time
dividing warships from the ferryboats...
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