Every drop

rattled till it stopped

shining through a misty light

you felt so insecure that night

you´ve lost the map

but the way out here is trapped

pure inside enough to see

pure enough to disagree

fall into the stain

the stars they used to drain

until it rains


Your tears have turned the water black

you just stumble

and wait for the attack

Your hands protect your eyes

I´m sure you´ve lost your speech

but things don´t happen

before they´ve come to grief...

Writer(s): Kurt Ebelhaeuser, Aydo Abay, Carlos Ebelhaeuser, Mario Matthias

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