Breaking Standing Songtext
von ¡Forward, Russia!

I fled for my list the instant that I saw
The bruises on the inside of your face
Those purple blotches showed through your translucent skin
You passed it off as a trick of the light

Not for the first time and certainly not the last
The pessimists denied eternal death
And the hospital born worried about the law
Resisted the urge to contradict anything

When it weighs too much
Think of it as seven times the weight
But when it costs too much
Consider it but don′t come to me for aid

I'll be in debt to all this legal jargon
These facts and these figures
You′re forcing me to go on
Through the pain and fear of knowing
The emptiness but never showing


When it weighs too much
Think of it as seven times the weight
But when it hurts too much
Consider it but don't come to me for aid
The lucky child, the lucky child

The lucky child is learning fast
Our body count will never last
But the sentimental killing lasts forever, forever

I've got a learning for you
Something interesting to do
Why don′t you know that the air
Is filled with millions of thoughts
The air is filled with holiness and badness

With thoughts of what′s bad
And with thoughts of what's good
The air is filled with millions of voices
The heart of the stone and the heart of the one

When it weighs too much
Think of it as seven times the weight
But when we talk too much
Consider it a part of my escape

The lucky child is learning fast
Our body count will never last
But the sentimental killing lasts forever, forever


The walls of Rome are tumbling down
So functional they make no sound
But the sentimental building stands forever together, forever