Weg für immer

I hear the rain pattering on my window

the unopened letters feel comfortable here

on my walls dreams fight against soberness

and on the ceiling questions gather

What if I just left

what, what if I'd just pack my things

and left this town

I fold all my tents

sell what I have

and the only thing that remains

is a note on which I write:

I'm gone

gone, gone forever, I'm gone

What shall I remember?

Woran halt ich mich

when every day only is there to be forgotten

I don't need to be a saint nor a prophet to see

that nothing is working for me here

and when I just leave

over night

I leave this country

and don't shed a single tear

Und alle meine Zelte brech ich ab

Verkaufe was ich hab

...

that's not a temporary farewell

no it is, it is forever

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