All the roads I haven’t taken. That’s because the ground was shaking. Also, I was busy raking my backyard. All the clouds I haven’t watched passing by. The reason why’s from where I was I could not see the sky. See the sky. See the sky. See the sky. See the sky. All the calls I haven’t made. And all the ones I did not take. At least flesh is where the flesh belongs. And not inside some cable or some wire. All the words I haven’t read. Less of those I should have said. When I was living in the red. Especially when I was in the black. In the black. In the black. In the black. In the black. The story of a moralist. When like the sun he’d raise his fist. But only to go down again on everything God-given. „There’s no god“ is what he called. „There’s no god“. Is what he called. And the stars cried: „Laaah…“.
credits
from In The Black,
released March 28, 2014
Recorded and mixed by Nicolai Schorr at backroom, 2012/2013
Mastered by Jari 1 at Baumstudio, 2013.
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