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Intro (stop searching)
02:02
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Subway
03:46
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You throw a shadow before the sun rises. You jump and run although nothing stands in your way. You scream although there's no air for you to breath. There's no air at all. And all because you're cold. Despair and frustration eat through your lungs and into your heart and into your head.
The fire threatens to burn up in you. In alcohol sometimes you waterest your head. Your lungs in danger of drowning. And with a cry and another way down you see yourself from above. And you don't like yourself anymore. You look sick and if nothing works it is still something.
So you sit here in the subway of your city going home.
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Red lights
02:31
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My eyes turn to the other side of the street, I see the light as it jumps from one color to another. It's cold outside. So we are here in the character of our innocence and keep our hands warm. My hand is much warmer than yours is would be the only reason why you hold me tight." I'm not looking at you, while you're saying these words to me.
And I feel nothing. I'm never at home.
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I forgot to miss me
03:23
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And i should turn away, look up and take a deep breath. Do everything but stay. You're ruining me. I am ruining myself. Shadows of people i used to know fade in brightest daylight. The next time we meet i'll tell you. Your're the one to blame. And i won't deny my lack of reflection and my naivety.
But it feels so much better to have someone to make responsible rather than myself.
Return to your life. It fucking bores me. I don't want to know about it. I'll train myself in ignorance towards everything concerning you. This is the last time i'll close that door. I can feel your eyes following me.
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Rain. Storm. Port.
03:23
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And i think it's harder to say – i'll leave – as to say – i'll stay. Then you breake up at some point. When you realize there is nothing more for you to go. If you stay. You won't grab anything and waving no goodbyes. You simply go and leave it all behind. With empty hands, which are covered in scars. From letting go and standing up again. With a lot on your mind - you have no idea where you're actually going. Putting one foot in front of the other. Step by step. Simplicity in perfection. Curbs and roads are unfamiliar soon.
And i'm looking for some guidance in the forest of my head. I know there must be a place somewhere – but i don't know where to go. If you help me find the place i'm searching for – i swear i'll never let you go. I swear, i'll never let you go.
While I'm standing still, words start falling out of my mouth. On the floor i add them together. I try it ... but it makes no sense. The wind blows them away and i chase the letters. With every step it's gettings warmer. 36,7 degress celsius. And i grab very hard – feel your hand. Yeah, after that i was looking for.
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Climbing a mountain
02:59
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What am i doing here? Why should I do it again? With every step i move further, the cold wind blows into my face. Fine cracks on the forehead. Cracks on the cheek.
A pain distorted scream and a personal sacrifice for a bit pride and heat. Limbs can hardly move. Chapped hands and busted fingers. The abdomen is dependent on the beating heart. The last meters are the longest. The breath is barely enough to survive. Not much is left. The equipment was a burden and my good fellows said "the last way up, you have to go on your own." Not much is left. The equipment was too heavy; it's a long road to go. One-Way-Ticket. Don't look back.
And each "if" and "may" requires energy that i no longer have. When i reach the top, i spread my arms and hold my breath.
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Well, maybe more sad than depressing. Yes, i think that sounds much better. But do you know, after i heard the song again and again, it has changed it's meaning for me. I know now that is has another side ...
- it's also celebrating someone who's not here anymore.
- it reminds me of all the good as well as the pain of losing someone.
I truly believe that. Everything that happens to you – the good and the bad – if you have done it by yourself – or even the circumstances – or a foreign person imposed something upon you – at the end it all belongs to you.
And you will never really find your peace, if you don't accept that fact. That's just everything, the good and the bad are part of everyone's life. Well, i think that's all in this song.
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And if the chosen path seems to be uncertain, we shift our weight to the distpatch. Leaving the upcoming events upon us. Process and no hasty action.
Always act well thought through. The pressure on each of us weights far more than many can bear. Life is good in manipulating sensors, to clip and to deceive.
The man has run aground.
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