Tekster: The Go-betweens. German Farmhouse.

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I lived in seclusion for a couple of years

In a german farmhouse just drinking beer

And every morning I'd wake up with a smile from ear to ear




I had one contact to the outside world

A phone in London and a seasick girl.

I knew what was happening but only in my part of the world




I knew what was happening

I knew that this was my world

I knew what was happening in my part of the world




There was an abandoned castle with empty chairs

There was a rumour Pavarotti would sing there

To raise funds for a music school but then the

whole thing vanished into thin air




It was a crazy idea

And it vanished into the air

It was a falling down castle with falling down stairs




I could walk the streets unrecognized

Nobody stopped me I was never surprised

By anybody's actions or by an ex-lover's eyes




And this felt good

And this felt so right

To be unloaded as I walked through the night




This felt good

This felt so right




To be unloaded as I walked through the night, this felt right