1. |
Nothing
04:32
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horus:
From nothing to dust
And from dust to stone
And from stone to plant then man
And from man to plant
And from plant to stone
Then back to dust again
From where did nothing come?
Where will nothing go?
And where will I fit in
To a circle around me,
A circle through me,
And a life that starts
And ends?
Chorus
Sons and daughters
Killers, lovers,
Mothers, fathers,
Friends
Born with nothing
Dying with nothing
Living lives they think
They possess
Chorus
Skin and bones
Do come from those
Who have come
Before
And these skin and bones
Will one-day die
And be born
To another form
Chorus
What I can not see
In you and me
Has no name
Or face
It's neither here nor there
Nor anywhere
But is yet in
Everything
Chorus
We can look
We can search
With eyes made of earth
For things we can't hold in our hands
But that one thing we name
And that one thing we claim
Ist genau was mann nie
Verstehen kann!
Chorus
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2. |
Six Black Flags
03:57
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3. |
Fiction
02:25
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