Tekster: Morcheeba. Like a Military Coup.

When the tower tumbled, we began anew
Had no time for warning, only deja vu
It comes flashing back, then just fades to black
All gone

All the land rejoices, now the coast is clear
No more silent voices to whisper in your ear
I am in my element with a panoramic view
There?s no inspiration like a military coup

Children blowing kisses, strangers to the truth
Carrying the wishes of a bygone youth
Bye bye cabaret, sci-fi agony
All gone

All the land rejoices, now the coast is clear
No more silent voices to whisper in your ear
I am in my element with a panoramic view
There?s no compensation like a military coup

A mellow melody, rolling endlessly
How long, how long, how long