silverhair

 

 

 

the towns are growing hazy full of clowns acting crazy

 

with a weeping and a laughing eye

 

they sell adhesive smiles and nordic walks down the aisle

 

they serve transmitters in an apple pie

 

big wind and little juniper

 

they are friends and chat for centuries

 

 

 

one is always everywhere one is always standing there

 

and both of them are full of stories

 

 

 

come let me know what it means when the snow falls in my dreams

 

and i walk with silver hair and tons of love to share

 

 

 

the girls on high heels and the boys on four wheels

 

they always need a loser to win

 

they take their window as their trash can and throw out everything

 

then they wonder why that stench comes in

 

the blue sea the little coral reef

 

they are friends and chat for centuries

 

 

 

one is spread around the world one is always under there

 

and both of them are full of stories

 

 

 

come let me know ...

 

 

 

some things ain´t never gonna change

 

some things ain´t never gonna change

 

we´ll be glad if they just stay the same

 

stay the same

 

stay the same

 

 

 

come let me know ...