Weisenheimer Blues Songtext
von Beehoover

A body an its shadow are inseparable
A felled tree does not cast any shadow
The higher the tree
The more envious the wind
In the heart of hell is paradise
Not the wind
But the sail gives direction

There was never more
More beginning than now
All future is born today
All past died yesterday


On a long way
There are no light loads
Beginning and the ends are joining hands
Hell is waiting without hope

Anxiety knocked
Confidence opened
No one was outside

I want you to know that someone cares
Not me
But someone might do

We′re born hungry, wet and naked
And then everything gets worse
Before you are thirsty
Go and dig the well
In the heart of this hell is paradise


A good bow shoots high and hits deep
Yes indeed, godspeed
If you bow, bow low
You mean maggot