Tekster:
Jack Pedra

Wake up every morning, every morning is the same The coffee and the paper, and the fountains at your brain Nothing's changed You don't understand how

Oversættelse: Peter. Jeg vil hellere Jack.

: Can you hear me Now I've found you Standing there in the lonely night Many times I Tried to reach you But you closed your doors And you closed them

There's a man who comes from night Never born to see the light Uses shadowns as his bed As he walks among the dead Father reared him as a child Never