Wish you were here
So you think you can tell
heaven from hell blue skies from pain
can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail
a smile from a veil do you think you can tell
Did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts
hot ashes for trees hot air full of cool breeze
cold comfort for change did you exchange
a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage
How I wish how I wish you were here
we're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl year after year
running over the same old ground what have we found
the same old fears wish you were here
Rerik - Juni 2010
Nach drei Tagen Sommer und Sonne kam er dann am vierten Tag frühmorgens... der Nebel... über dem Haff... der die sichtbare Grenze zwischen Wasser und Land verschwinden läßt.
Beim Wühlen in den fast vergessenen Archiven gefunden...