Quicksands Songtext
von Vadim Vernay

You′ve chased the ghosts away
Again
The daily dust
Under the curtains
There's always a limping dog
Waiting for your help
And all the meaningless words
On your desk

Enough!
Enough!


Who will swallow the anger
And lay
Down into the river
To incur the blame?
Ain′t no one to see the light
For the blind kid today,
And once more, to mow this tall grass
In vain

Enough!
Enough!

A new broken car
Need you to sweat
And who will harvest
The lemon-trees again?
Even the house could vanish
Without your breath
You see, all the quicksands
Need you to stand

Enough!
Enough!