| It flashes in a flashlight down by | 
| The gates | 
| And I blink with mine | 
| I would like to have a hand and hold on | 
| When I'll meet Elvis | 
| One with just as bad ideas as me, and | 
| Even redder cheeks | 
| Someone who needs yours I need, who does not have | 
| Some choice | 
| Damn, I really want that | 
| I erase some words I can never own | 
| I'm trapped by a wind I'm alone with | 
| To sail | 
| I'm at the top of the diving tower, staring | 
| Through the water | 
| I can see all the way to the bottom | 
| All the trees had become bare, now coming | 
| It's snowing soon | 
| It was autumn in '94 and the storks were flying low | 
| And one of them fell to the ceiling | 
| And built nest | 
| Do not bother to fly to the south | 
| I have a song for you for every drop in | 
| The sea | 
| Every tree in the forest | 
| For every cloud in the sky | 
| Each lighter on the dresser | 
| Every fake orchid in a hotel in | 
| The reception | 
| It's dark and I've lost the magnet | 
| To the compass | 
| Every straw in the field | 
| Every grave in the grove | 
| Every little bag | 
| Every million to the mouth | 
| Okay, every ship at sea | 
| And all the wrecks on the bottom | 
| I'm caught a corner of one | 
| Candy kiosk in a spider web | 
| I have to find a spirit in the lamp before that | 
| Is me meeting Elvis | 
| I'm a stair troll who hesitates on the edge | 
| Of the very bottom step | 
| Wanted to take care of everything | 
| But I stumbled and fell | 
| It's sick to be so unlucky | 
| I have to decide when I'm going | 
| Understand | 
| And wake up from childish hope in weird | 
| Dreams | 
| Where I stare into my eyes just as blue | 
| There are plenty of reefs out in the sea | 
| There are many shades of gray | 
| (Hook) | 
| I've always wanted a brother | 
| Or a sister from my mother | 
| Or maybe actually from my father | 
| One in the same boat that can help me row | 
| Never thought I would see 23 | 
| To my dear cousin, rest in peace | 
| He was not more than 26 | 
| I will not be the last to when the ship goes down | 
| no | 
| My coffin bottom is full of buckles | 
| And I'll share them with a friend | 
| We will never worry again | 
| For we are brothers | 
| As long as there are two of us together | 
| Can it never be too far to go home | 
| Again, my friend | 
| Nothing gets boring, you do not agree | 
| Baby | 
| The club is forever | 
| As long as there are two of us together | 
| There are always more places than one like me | 
| Can call for home | 
| You can knock on my door and ask for a hug | 
| When you have to want because | 
| We are brothers | 
| Together about everything | 
| Together against everything and everyone, what can go wrong? | 
| When your mother is gone and hers | 
| Days are numbered | 
| Then my mother will be yours | 
| Isn't that absolutely brilliant? | 
| I promise, we are brothers and I do not take it | 
| Easy on | 
| Some have fallen off, we are another bouquet now | 
| But just so you know, you will not be me | 
| Get rid of | 
| For we are brothers |