Yellowest Leaves Songtext
von A.K.A.C.O.D.

A drop on each side
No place to hide
Behind my head
The star of the day
Throws himself away
Again

His chair is on fire
You must put it out somehow
Now again

The yellowest leaves
Are bright on the gray
We′re on the sidewalk
Ignores all his friends
A means to an end
So it ends

The light found its way
Into another cave
Away


He won't hear the words
One cannot believe the herds
Dressed all the same

The yellowest leaves
Bright on the gray

Still in the cold
He shakes hands with time
Never thinks to whine
Sets to work

A walk on the beach
For one who gets to see
It spin

All permanence lost
Good voyage wished
And a good goodbye

The yellowest leaves
Are bright on the gray
Waiting to go

The yellowest leaves
Bright on the gray
Waiting to go


The yellowest leaves
Bright on the gray
Waiting to go