Claire de Lune Songtext
von Haux

You were playing Clair de Lune
In the old front room
She loved it loud
And a touch out of tune You were holding on like hell
When the silence finally fell
And I held your hand
While your organs failed


I′m playing Clair de Lune
In your old bedroom
They said you'd make it through
But they spoke too soon
And I′m holding on like hell
Drinking water from the well
While your father tries to fight back tears