| Tekst: | Siddharta - (Untitled)
It took a moment to make this little boy breath,
it was a
moment when this little girl took a book trying to learn how to read.
He started to feel the
first innocence love
and many barriers she climbed on the way finding out what's all about.
Living her life near the see,
rising up the day still there was thousands of miles in
between (not that they knew).
Somehow the song met the soul in the night,
it took a moment
to make those four eyes making thoughts go wild.
Then digging in the sand and listening the
band,
not alone but with friends, old friends they saw them spinning.
And then taking him
up on the hill
now alone with the lights down beneath in a small small town,
whole life on
short in words until that day
When the Nature took him out, it took her out and put away,
right there out from the sand and water blue.
Saw them screaming out loud but the voice
you couldn't hear,
they were the only ones who felt it.
Those were the days that made them
see what they wanted to see,
feel what they wanted to feel.
And what was to be said when
they saw the man walking away
and saw the girl standing there... why that moment made them
the...
And the nature took him out, it took her out and put away,
right there out from the
sand and water blue.
Saw them screaming out loud, but the voice you couldn't hear,
they
were the only ones who felt it.
And there was a time when paper-dates were on the wall and
calendars fell off.
They were too old, they were too old.
And so he went once just to
spend some time on hi s own,
he went up north for a day or two, walking the streets of foreign
town, just walking.
And than he said: "Excuse me, do you know where I can get something to
eat?"
and she said: "I'm sorry, but I am not from here."
And then she turned around to see
who she's talking to and...
It was a moment that made them cry, a moment that made them laugh,
a moment that brought them back together for good...
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