Lyrics the mood - anorak.

the mood

Walking down the roads
No eyes on me
Trying to focus somebody
But nobody is able to recognize me
Cause nobody sees me
Pluralizing and Individualizing takes places
And it’s not a superpower anymore to be invisible
The doorbell is ringing
Mail-Garbage Man again
The clock ticks loud
In the kitchen
-interlude-
Or is it just the ticking
Of bullet-casings on TV
How far away they are
How happy could I be
How far away they are
How happy… could I be
One red drop to forget everything
A little step to be back again
One red drop just to feel something
One red drop just to feel
-Interlude-
All these spoken words
Living visions in my head
How can I realize
And will I ever forget?
When I’m walking down the roads
Their looks dagger at me
How can they condemn
When they haven’t even seen?
Sittin' front of my glass
Just to stun myself
Just to feel anything
Maybe to feel nothing
Sittin' front of my glass
Just to stun myself
Just to feel anything
Maybe to feel nothing