Warden, you've traded your canopy for land downtown
You shouldn't be fooling around, colds in town
Trying to release himself from the past
Case closed, your building will last forever
While growing bouqettes in the ground
Flame songs sung in the key of life
Phantom power rescuing you
Looking anew with centipede eyes
Questioning yourself with coloured lies you loose... loose
Trying to release yourself from the past
Frightened blades on the eastern front
Surrender to the common man who buried you
Found out today, I got a call your plane has wrecked
You've lost it all on the Red Sea
I threw the phone against the wall
I can't give up I must stand tal or I'll loose, loose
Trying to release myself from the past
I thought all was crazy, but I was just lazy
The shape was a phantom I wanted to ask her
Does everything fall short and what is it all for?
She sat with me all night and vanished in sunlight
Warm fur fields
