| It must have been years since we sat next to these autumn fires
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| As nothing had happened since, but anyway, it’s too far gone
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| We shouldn’t have let the grass grow under our feet all summer long
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| Cause no one owns this moments, as far as I know, they just last for a while
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| And I still wonder, why this journey finds no end again, finds no goal
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| Godspeed! |
| But we will never arrive together at the same time
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| Sad to say, that some of us won’t find their way, find no kind of home
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| So if I’m not coming home tonight, you will know that I’m gone
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| I’ve heard all these old stories, so please, tell me something new
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| I heard it all far too often, that I already know the end
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| And now I try to attach as much wordly wisdom as I know, in just one song
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| But the answer ‘s still a riddle, or almost a fucking lie!
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| This was the bloom of our youth and autumn’s coming soon
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| Whoever has no home now, will not build one anymore
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| Have you ever seen happy people with interesting stories to tell?
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| Yeah, this is my human garbage, spread on the tracks of life
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| You still search for a reason? |
| Maybe the train was on time?!
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| Last words? |
| A final answer? |
| Apologies? |
| I have none
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| Love has always been the word for farewell and parting! |