a coyly glance at happiness
a yearning for the missing touch
crawl toward the other´s favour
and get lost like a hedgehog in the lane.
in this darkness
we masturbate the solitude from our bodies
for the sake of peace
behind windows without a view
when did we start to tolerate this emptiness?
forgotten, the most important words
when will we cease to hide ourselves?
and demand back our ability to feel and move?
the last call is called
let´s roll the idea
make the first kiss
throw your lot in
arise,
in a common motion
love has too much audience
if you get touched don´t waste your chance
you shouldn´t stand while others dance
cos you can´t face the consequence
yearning for the missing touch
crawl toward the other´s favour
with bloody chapped hearts
we get lost like a hedgehog in the lane
watch your grace
watch yourself
see yourself in everything, in everything,
you are everything, everything
start to move
start to turn
here is the last call
it all starts tonight. right here. right now
something has changed, something deep inside your heart
the minister of defence finally meets the turtle on its back
believe me, the math works out tonight
this is the last call
