Plan AB Songtext
von Alexander Dust

Here′s the time of talking
Here's the others drowning in a tidal wave of insignificance
Here′s a little closer
Here's the manacles we're forging for ourselves never to let go again
Why don′t we submit to change trying to go astray
It′s an old impassioned game of a hand shielding the flame As we slowly lose our way under the surface
And when the day begins there's a sadness that we share
Are we just passers-by like all the others that we met and left
I won′t ask for nothing more than the clocks to quit their way
And wait