Tyche’s Singing Songtext
von Alon Mor

I′ve been flipping this coin for years now
Been trying to find some order in the events
Sometimes I'm sure I′ve found a reason
A pattern
Some rules that re-occur
But then I flip again and this question comes back
Is it all random, or is it all planned?


I'm looking at these walls and this sound is eating my ear
She said I need a landscape, a room for something clear
Leave me, I said
I need to work now, hard
I need to reach it all
Before it is too far
I'm walking in circles and planing for the bridge
How does a person feel, when he′s the one who reached?
How can I give her the moon, like I promised back then?
What would I do?
Will it ever end?
We loved the night so much, but now I need the day
Is this the only way?
To be reaching far away?

That′s it
I'm flipping this coin, to get an answer from the luck
I need to be precise, I know I′ll be alright
I flipped it and asked the question that should solve it all
I asked about the bridge and the coin said:
No

I always thought that nothing, nothing is random
What did I miss?
Wasn't I meant to be the one who reached?
The man beyond that bridge?
But what is this?
Suddenly I feel alright
I would never reach the bridge
The bridge is in my mind


I stepped into the bedroom
Moonlight entered the room as I pushed the curtain aside
I came close to her face and whispered:
Hey, wake up
She stared at me, just like years ago
I know how to get beyond the bridge I said
Get up
Let′s do something crazy tonight
When the unusual seems usual
Things start to get
Interesting