Tekster: For Felix. Rise Above. Cherry.

so the sun burns red
like the cherry of
the cigarette you hold
and as the skylight dims
we look at each other
man were getting old
where's my name dressed in lights
where's the future i had planned
whys the self that i've been dreaming of
a different kind of man

now everything i've done without you
has taken me to all dead ends
so guidance make me
one of the few that you call friend
make me your friend

so the sun burns red
but its glory is
beyond my field of sight
and the doubts of past years
haunt me now
maybe they were right
i could use you now
my legs are tired
and this race is way too long
for me

now everything i've done without you
has taken me to all dead ends
so guidance make me
one of the few that you call friend
make me your friend

and so i'm searching
to find you inside myself
what do you look like
your way to far away to tell

and these stepping stones go on and on
i wonder where they end
so many times i thought the answers were
just around the bend
but i passed them by
imagine what i left behind me
cause you left behind me

who is laughing now if only it was me
your tripping wire was far to tight
my ankles cut its clear to me now
that its all up hill from here
on a cobble road with nothing but sharp rocks
and no map to guide the way i'm lost
you never told me it would be this way without you
when i knew you you were ugly
but not like i'm ugly now

so make me pay make me suffer now
like i?ve never done before
but i wont leave i wont stop
the pounding til i break down the door