There is a landscape in my head
I sometimes travel
But this is strictly after dark
Beyond the barricades and trenches
There stands the factory
Hand me the costum of the sad acrobat
And he says:
Son, this is the bread I break for you
But do not touch it
And he says:
Son, this is the wine I pour for you
But do not drink it
Dein aschenes haar, sulamith

And he says:
Son, this is the bread I break for you
Son, this is the wine I pour for you
But do not drink it, don't drink at all..

There is a stranger on the shore
I sometimes travel
But this is strictly in my dreams
He feeds the seagulls in the winds with ashes
And as he speaks he's got my father's voice
And he says:
Son, here is some bread I broke for you
Son, here is some wine..

Those were the days, my friend
Dein aschenes haar, sulamith
Der tod ist ein meister aus deutschland

• And I Wonder
• Astral Body
• Because of You
• Beethoven
• Big Yellow Sun
• Bitch
• Blauer Engel
• Burning Wheels
• Caroline
• Carry Your Flag
• Change The World
• Cosmopolitician
• Danger in Your Paradise
• Days Full of Wonder
• Duel
• Elegy
• Feathers Tar
• Five Years
• For The Sake of Love
• Golden Feeling
• Heart of The Flower
• Here by Your Side
• Highschool Confidential
• If The Audience Was Listening
• In Bubblegum
• Into The Dark
• Leben Ohne Ende
• Legend
• Like Thunder
• Mercury Girl
• Missionary Man
• Next Generation
• Nostradamus
• One Step Behind You
• Peace on Earth
• Roll Away The Stone
• Romance
• Say It Ain't So, Joe
• Script of a Dead Poet
• Seeds
• Sirens
• Sister Sun
• Soulman
• Sweet Needles of Success
• The End
• The Nelson Highrise Sector One
• The Nelson Highrise Sector Two
• The Shape of Things to Come
• Those Were The Days
• Thunder Lightning
• Today
• Traumtдnzer
• Underworld
• Wake Up!
• Waves
• Welcome to The Sun
• Whales